@leighmu​
Miriam should’ve earned herself a sainthood for not killing someone yet today. The number of times she’d wanted to kill a child between both of her jobs was reaching astronomical levels, which probably played a big part in why she’d agreed to go out with her friends for a night of complete and total relaxation. Her scene was usually sitting on the couch watching reruns of The Golden Girls rather than a burlesque bar, but she wasn’t about to say no to seeing some lovely ladies working some lovely moves. Of course her level of stress dictated that she’d pushed through the crowd to find a table near the stage for her and her small group. Their ride was set to pick them up in an hour and a half, and she had a rum and coke sitting in front of her paired with a day’s worth of stress to ease of her shoulders. Let’s get this show on the road.
