she was just t r y i n g to blow off steam after work, trying being the key word. it really was all fun and games in the quaint little bar until some asshole decided the perfect place to perch his hand would be on the brunette’s ass. with a tight-lipped smile, laney had momentarily played along; just so she could lean into the male to murmur in his hear. “honey, if you wanna take that hand home with you, i suggest you get it off of there.” though, seemingly her threat didn’t have the effect she would have liked it to, the burly man not taking her seriously. which is precisely how she wound up squaring him one in the face— something she would have proceeded to repetitively do had a hand not wrapped around her wrist to stop her. “HEY!” the female protests against the action with.

working the coney island whack-a-mole booth was not how davina musgrove imagined her first day of summer vacation to go. she’d worked at coney island the past year, scrounging up money for what she planned would be a dope summer, and had put in her two weeks exactly two weeks ago. still, she didn’t have the patience nor attitude to deal with anyone today ( or any day, really ), much less people attempting to barter a giant ass panda into their hands. “ LOOK, dude, we pay little malaysian kids ten cents a day to make these toys, ” she gestured towards the stuffed animals in a way that likely meant something to someone where. “ we can't just give them away. play again and try not eat shit at it. ”