>>5425865“So this is what you came down here to do, huh?” She asks as she gets to work wiping you off with a handful of paper towels, “Eating cookies and potatoes off the bathroom floor?”
<span class="mu-s">MITZ,</span> you begin as you grab onto one of her shoulders, w-we have to get outta-wait, when the hell did <span class="mu-i">you</span> get here anyways?
“Not too long ago if you don’t count the traffic,” She answers before slapping the Mashed Potato Cookie out of your hand, “I thought Talbot was gonna be your bodyguard for the trip, but when I sat down for the first time in <span class="mu-i">AGES</span> to try out that ‘<span class="mu-i">Crude Dude Revengement</span>’ game on my PC I saw he was online and playing games! What the Hell, Stan?!”
He had some sort of <span class="mu-r">RANGER SHIT</span> to do, okay?! Besides, you huff, you wanted some alone time, so-
“You’re lucky Kiki texted me and confirmed you were here by yourself…” Scolds Mitz as she finishes cleaning you up as best as she can with a dry paper towel, “She says ‘hi’, by the way. And sorry for being busy.”
Mitz, you groan, it’s… it’s not good, okay? You saw-
“No shit it’s not good–I had to follow the screaming PA and the <span class="mu-s">LASER BLAST</span> to track you down! And if Eddie sees me here he’s gonna flip…”
You saw <span class="mu-r">BOR-</span> okay hold on, you mutter in confusion, why would Eddie flip?
“Yyyea, well,” Mitzi sheepishly stammers as she nervously pokes her two fingers together, “I <span class="mu-i">Miiiiight</span> have sent <span class="mu-g">SAMMI PARMONI</span> some fan mail in the past… and recently…”
Well okay, you shrug, but she must get fan mail all the t-
“<span class="mu-s">LEWD</span> fanmail, Stan… NSFW.” Interjects Mitzi in a voice dripping with embarrassment! “S-so she told him and Tucker and they asked me to leave her alone, and-”
Great, you huff, so you can’t be here? Is that it?
“No, of course not!” Mitzi laughs with a dismissive wave, “I just can’t be anywhere near <span class="mu-s">HER</span>! Totally different.”
Sure it is, you hiss, still dizzy from your altercation. So look, Mitz, you saw <span class="mu-i">Him</span> again…
“Yea, I figured.” She snorts in disbelief! “Dude, I literally <span class="mu-i">saw</span> you talking to Eddie-”
No, doofus, you groan, you saw <span class="mu-r">BORIS!</span> All the playfulness in Mitzi’s eyes vanishes at the sound of his name.
“... again?”
Yea, you nod with a quiet whisper, <span class="mu-i">again</span>...
Pacing away to take a deep breath, the tomboy turns your way again with determination in her eyes!
“Okay, Stan, we’re calling it a day–we’re getting you back to your hotel and you’re on lockdown until my backup teams get here. I don’t trust <span class="mu-g">LAS CATALINAS</span> for one second…”
SERIOUSLY?!
“<span class="mu-b">CHIEF’S ORDERS,</span> Stan! Security comes first!” She replies as she wags a finger in your face!
Stupid <span class="mu-b">CHIEF’S ORDERS…</span>
>CONTD. 