>>18787133Back at her apartment, Carmody goes through her text messages. Colby got the message about Nikki and was going out to look for her. Jackie was going off about some gross boomer golf dad looking down her shirt during her shift tonight. And then there was her brother Bree. He was bringing her shit down from Arkansas. He'd packed up everything, even the stuff she'd rather he hadn't, and would load it into a company van and drive it down. She didn't have much, but it would be nice to have it again.
Carmody takes another stop by the washroom, scrubbing her face clean and brushing her teeth, and pounding another tall glass of water. She slides her dress off, flops down on the bed with a groan, and barely looks up and thrns on her phone one more time. The last thing that Carmody does is to set her alarm nice and early, with plenty of time to catch the first bus to the Dojo, and turns the alarm up to its maximum volume.
Ash Romero is cool. In a way, she's Carmody's newest coach. And she's gonna find out just like the other ones did that Carmody Jefferson ain't gonna miss a practice on account of partying the night before.
A smile curls over Carmody's drunken face before she passes out.
