Hang with Misty

{if John Embarrassed = 0}{if Susan Embarrassed = 0}Susan was too worked up even to think of going to sleep.{if Virginity = 0} I better head to the all-night pharmacy for some plan B; Mary thought as she headed for the door.{else} Time to see what kind of nightlife I can expect for the next few days; Mary thought as she headed for the door.{endif} Mary burst into the light of the hotel hallway and headed for the elevator. As she waited for the doors to open, she pulled out her mobile and checked the Tomorrow Con app.

"Nothing," Mary said disheartened.

A solemn ding signaled the arrival of the elevator. Mary stepped into the deserted lift still staring at her phone's screen. "Still nothing! Ahhh!" Mary exclaimed while hitting the refresh button in rapid succession.{endif}{endif}

{if John Embarrassed = 1}Mary burst into the light of the hotel hallway having never felt more foolish! What the fuck was I thinking? Great plan Mary. Get naked and surprise {if Susan Seat = 1}Susan{else}John{endif}. We'll fuck all night long. Except my stupid ass didn't make sure the correct Tempest sibling was in the bed I hopped in! Tears started welling in Mary's eyes; she was running blind by the time she reached the elevator. She lashed out at the call button, frantically slapping the cold metal in a vain attempt to make the elevator appear instantly. "God damn it! I can't even do that right," Mary cursed as slumped to the floor.

After a few minutes of sobbing on the ground, Mary finally pulled herself together enough to reach up and press the down button. It felt like an eternity had passed before the elevator arrived. While she waited, Mary decided to check the Tomorrow Con app. As she checked each category, she saw that none of them had anything scheduled before 10 a.m. "Ugh! Can't there be at least one party or hang out or something going on?" Mary cursed.{endif}

{if Susan Embarrassed = 1}Mary burst into the light of the hotel hallway having never felt more foolish! What the fuck was I thinking? Great plan Mary. Get naked and surprise {if Susan Seat = 1}Susan{else}John{endif}. We'll fuck all night long. Except my stupid ass didn't make sure the correct Tempest sibling was in the bed I hopped in! Tears started welling in Mary's eyes; she was running blind by the time she reached the elevator. She lashed out at the call button, frantically slapping the cold metal in a vain attempt to make the elevator appear instantly. "God damn it! I can't even do that right," Mary cursed as slumped to the floor.

After a few minutes of sobbing on the ground, Mary finally pulled herself together enough to reach up and press the down button. It felt like an eternity had passed before the elevator arrived. While she waited, Mary decided to check the Tomorrow Con app. As she checked each category, she saw that none of them had anything scheduled before 10 a.m. "Ugh! Can't there be at least one party or hang out or something going on?" Mary cursed.{endif}

Just when Mary had given up on doing anything and started to contemplate going back to the room her phone began to vibrate.

What r u doin - Misty

Mary paused for a moment. Should I text her back? I barely know her. Then throwing caution to the wind Mary decided to reply.

Bored. U got the cure? - Mary

No. But I know an all night pharmacy that does. Interested? - Misty

Intrigued! - Mary

Kool. Meet me at Eddie's packaging store. I need to refill the medicine cabinet before we head that way. It should be close by. - Misty

I'll google it and see you there. - Mary

Mary hopped on the elevator and rode it to the lobby her foot tapping impatiently for the duration of the trip. When the elevator doors opened, Mary sped across the mostly deserted ground floor. As she exited the Hyatt, she bobbed and weaved around the returning late night revelers and the skeleton crew of inattentive hotel staff. Mary burst out on the streets of downtown and nearly ran straight into a drunken dwarf cosplayer. "Sorry," Mary said as she kept going not waiting for his reply. She hurried down the street shouldering past the homeless and those heading to the all-night liquor store. Finally, the dot on her phone's GPS app showed Mary had arrived at the destination that she and Misty had agreed upon.

"Where is she?" Mary asked to no one in particular as she peered down the deserted street.

The ding of the Packaging store's door chime startled, Mary. Instinctively, she wheeled around to see what had caused the noise. Two men in DBZ shirts stumbled out with a six pack of Angry Orchard long necks and an already open bottle of Smirnoff peach flavored vodka.

"Hey, girl you want to party?" Slurred the short dumpy one as he held a bottle of hard cider.

"No thank," Mary coldly intoned as she turned back around to once again scan the street. "I'm waiting on a friend."

"You don't have to lie to us. We won't think less of you," The tall, gaunt one replied before taking a gulp of vodka.

"I'm not lying!" Mary retorted gratingly as she anxiously scanned for any sign of Misty.

The short dumpy one walked over to Mary and placed his arm around her shoulder. Mary instinctively slapped away the intruding appendage befor spinning to face rude little man. "Don't touch me."

"Cmon babe. I'm willing to pay," The **** slug said as a nasty grin grew on his face.

"Pay? I'm not a whore!" Mary shouted back her face turning purple with rage.

"Sure you are. Why else would you be standing on a street corner?" The one that resembled a bean pole with a Vegeta t-shirt draped over it said as he bent down to whisper in Mary's ear.

The scent of stale cigarettes and cheap booze caused Mary to take a step back. "I told you I'm waiting for someone."

Suddenly, a hand reached around Mary and pulled her into a doughy belly. "Listen, baby; there's no one around. No need to be shy. Show us a good time, and we'll make it worth your time." Then his hands were clumsily fumbling with her jeans buttons.

"No, no, no," Mary said as she hand fought with her attacker. He already had the top two buttons undone by the time she was able to reach a stand still with him. Unfortunately, keeping her pants on required both hands to keep her assailant at bay. Her other would be assaulter decided to take advantage of this and yanked her shirt up.

"What a sexy bra," the ruffian said menacingly. "I bet the tits inside look even better."

Without warning, bright lights and the roar of an ancient engine filled the night. Both men pulled back their hands to cover their eyes from the offensive luminescence. Mary took the opportunity to button her jeans and pull her top down. An El Camino that was more Bondo and rust than sheet metal and paint came to an abrupt halt in front of the would be ****.

As the Engine cut off its noise was replaced by Sex Pistols irreverent God Save the Queen blasting from the archaic tape deck. The door flung open and out stepped Misty her hair green her clothes ripped torn everything about her screaming of punk rock. "Who the fuck are these guys?" She asked as she took a long drag on an unfiltered cigarette.

"Just a couple of guys looking for a good time," the dumpy one interjects.

"Is that so?" She asks as removes the cigarette from her mouth and blew out a long tail of smoke. Slowly and seductively she walks toward the fat man. She looked down at his Super Saiyan Goku her visage shifting to one of disdain. Misty thok her cigarette and began to grind it right in the face of the anime character.

"God Damn that burns!" The fat man howled in pain. "What the hell?"

"You said you wanted to have a good time," Misty says stepping close to the dumpy man tears now rolling down his cheeks. Looking him straight in the eye Misty pulled her head back before slamming her forehead hard into his nose. "This is my idea of a good time," she mocked.

Grasping his nose, the fat dumpy man went down in a heap. He lay on the ground sobbing as his broken and bent nose gushed blood. "You fucking cunt," his tall friend howled as he charged Misty.

His movements were clumsy and ungainly and before he could attack Misty landed a kick squarely between his legs. A gasp is the only thing that escaped his mouth as crumpled to ground clutching his crushed nuts.

On her way to check on Mary, Misty stepped on him and ground her foot in his stomach. "You should watch your mouth. Especially around a woman fond of steel-toed combat boots."

"You ok girl?" Misty asks as she pulled out her pack of cigs and lit another one.

"Yeah now," Mary responds. "Can we just go?"

"Sure hop in," Misty replied while getting back in her lumbering heap of a vehicle.

Mary started to head to the passenger side before stopping and heading over to her pudgy attacker who was still rolling on the ground. With all her might she swiftly kicked him in the straddle. "Wouldn't want you two to not have a matching set."

Mary then hustled over and jumped in the passenger seat of Misty's ride. "I like your style," the green hair girl said bemusedly as she once again fired up the engine.