CASTLE ON THE HILL.

          “ dios mío, ” the woman explained before slamming her notebook shut, looking up at the other with a glare. “ did your mamá ever teach you to mind your own business? ”

          “ Not into fucking games right now, ” the woman swore as she began to pace around the room. It was a god-sent that the town was finally back on track, that she was able to be in the actual room of the other rather than stealing hotel wifi and praying that no one around them would notice what they were doing. “ You’re a hacker and you still haven’t found the fuckers? ”

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           “ My ----- god, you are so fucking dramatic. It’s not like I killed the fuckin’ kid. ”

           Having her own fun up and down the hallways, scaring little children into tears and elder men into holding onto their junk while sleeping with one open, it seemed as though Lolita had no troubles slithering along the walls of the hallways in order to get to her destination. Falling down next to the woman, a lollipop hanging from her lips before she pulled it out of her mouth with a small smirk. “ What’s new, blondie? ”

           “ Oh, might just be. Although the more and more I listen to them, they’re just dedicated to screaming at me for allowing you live this long. Think of me as the kinder personality, ” she hissed before raising her eyebrow at her so-called best friend. “ Not sure if I should be offended or laugh at your childish attempt to think of my killing tactics. I’m a lot more creative than just blowing this shithole to pieces. I like ripping limbs from society one by one. ”

           She was annoyed --- mostly from the girls constant whining, or the lack of evidence she could provide herself while they talked about how she so easily left her behind. Thought she was dead ---- but never fuckin’ bothered to look. “ Can you -- for the love of fuckin’ God, shut up? Literally, the purge is over and last thing I need is to spend time in jail for decapitating you and mounding your head to my wall as a trophy. ”

          “ So dramatic, ” the woman muttered under her breath as she passed a group of woman sobbing over a few they lost while sitting in the lobby. Her hair was still damp, circling her face and moving in clumps as she walked happily through the lobby, a powerade drink in one hand and the other holding a bag of gummies. Stopping in front of someone for a few moments before taking the seat next to them, she pulled a bright smile on her lips as she held out her bag of candy. “ --- Gummy?! ”