Spending three days alone and away from everyone had helped Veronica wrap her head around everything that happened this past weekend. She was nowhere near in the realm of okay with it, but she was at least beginning to accept that it wasn't her fault ( Read more... )

After the worst wake up possible, Veronica had managed to avoid running in to Dick, grabbed her purse and headed for the highway.

She drove for a few hours and finally stopped at a dodgy looking motel outside of San Diego.

Everything that happened this weekend was her fault. She should have told her friends everything about that fucked up Fandom ( Read more... )

The first thing Veronica noticed when she woke up was that the person in bed with her was warm and had a pulse. And most definitely did not smell like Bel ( Read more... )

Veronica woke up and found herself alone in her bed.

This wasn't unusual in and of itself, but she still had the vague sense that something wasn't quite right.

Memories of the weekend seeped into her conscious brain and she stifled a groan, realizing that she had been a human taser who hit on everyone, including Lindsey, EW, over the weekend ( Read more... )