It gets bloody

With your dumb bouncy boobies you participate in the next event. It's some stupid thing with a weird price. Apparently some prostitute is the price, you couldn't be less interested. You try to cover your boobs as much as you can and not many notice that you are not actually wearing a shirt anymore. The one clown girl was the only one who starred and you had to turn around as she wouldn't stop. You want to see what's going to happen for a little while longer, then you might just leave.

You get chosen in the Yahtzee game group and there seems to be some interesting faces there - including Giuliana. Natasha, the stupidly hot angel girl is bossing around and telling the rules while Giuliana is texting on her phone. "And if she lies, I'll expose them in 4K... who listened, hm? Hey, bitch! Did you listen?" She pokes your arm and you look at her blushing. You were not listening, the vampire girl is still taking all your attention. Even when Nat has pretty much nothing on her, she's in no comparison to Ulla in your opinion.

"N-no... sorry." You say and look at her with your puppy eyes, she smiles and looks at the girl next to you, Kruya the scientist. "Did you listen, nerdy girl?" The girl with the blown up looking hair nods and fixes her glasses: "I did indeed listen. Are we starting or not? I presume that there's no leaving this table before this game is concluded, yes?" Nat doesn't give up and asks Giuliana next who shrugs and makes Nat even more interested: "Ooh, and I thought I was the phone addict here. Say, how's your boyfriend doing? Or I suppose I should ask, who's he doing?"

Ulla looks at Nat with a cold expression and says with a scary voice which makes your blood freeze: "Shut your whore mouth! His shit has nothing to do with you!" Nat takes a second and then giggles to herself. Just to finish off she nudges the ghost girl next to her and asks: "Eleanor, baby... are you in the clear with the rules?" She nods rapidly and you wonder if the ghost girl is ok, she seems very shaky, even more than you.

"Let's start then!" And so it did. You get a good lead at first but then Kruya catches up and then you catch back up and it looks good until Eleanor gets a yahtzee and ties with you: "Y-y-y-yahtzeeeeee..." She wails and looks at Nat who claps like a bitch: "Yeah! A Yahtzee! So, what's the question, Eleanor dear?" The ghost girl stammers and takes her time: "F-f-favorite c-costume... h-hereee..." She seems very shy and you feel bad for her, but it's Ulla's turn to answer so you listen. "Favorite costume? I would say myself. I mean, obviously I'd dress the best I can. I think most people here went a little overboard. I much prefer class, and that's what this costume is about." She is not wrong. She looks good enough to participate in a wedding, a far cry from a high school halloween party.

"Boring! You can't say your own costume, stupid. Come on, Ulla. I saw you looking at Miss Snow White here earlier. I bet you like her, hm?" Nat teases and Ulla keeps her cool this time: "Chels has a nice costume. And that agent girl too. There, good enough?" She squints her eyes and Nat smiles and it's time for Kruya to answer: "My girlfriend's, Veronica's. I made it for her and it is very satisfying seeing her wear it here." Her answer is good and honest but it's not enough: "No costumes made by you either! Ugh... I fucking hate you people, be original dammit!" You want someone to hit her so bad.

"Right... well, I assume I can't answer the same as Giuliana so I have to go with Perri and Dakota. They made a great attempt with the horse costume and I appreciate that." Nat rolls her eyes and looks at you excitedly: "March! My favorite! Come on girl! You know what to answer! I trust you girl!" You can tell when somebody is being mean and clear your mind. It's Giuliana. Her costume is the one you like the best. It's not your own, not made by you, it should do. "Giuliana's is my favorite." You smile at the vampire girl and she blushes and looks away.

"Goddammit! You can't be fucking serious! She already said it! March, you fucking wench, I'm posting your tits on insta." You take a minute to process and then scream: "NO! Don't do that!" It's too late, she shows you a picture of you in an unfortunately light colored t-shirt after a school gym lesson. You remember the day. You were just growing your boobies and had not upgraded your bra so you did not have one which would fit so you went without. But then there was a gym lesson and you had to go through with it in your thin t-shirt and because you are someone who sweats more than other girls your t-shirt was soaked. It was embarrassing and you were sure nobody saw, but apparently Nat did.

"AAHH! Not that! Please! Take it down!" You beg and Nat laughs her evil laugh: "What? I'm helping you! I'm sure you'll get a boyfriend soon enough, haha!" Then you see a dark figure appear behind Nat, a chill runs down your spine: "Delete it, bitch." It's the vampire girl. She doesn't look happy and as Nat turns around even she gets a bit scared: "Fuck... don't sneak up on me like that..." Then the vampire girl does something you were not sure you wanted to see. She slaps the angel girl hard and she screams and drops her phone. "What the hell?!" She curses and tries to hit back but the vampire girl is already teeth deep in the fat breast of the angel girl. It's such a weird way to fight that you are not sure if it was something she did in panic or while trying to hurt Nat here.

"AAAAAHHH!!" The angel screams and falls from her chair hitting her head and then laying on the floor holding both her head and bloody breast. "FUCKING PSYCHO! GODDAMMIT!!" She screams like a kid while Ulla stands above her eyes wide and mouth bloody. You want to run away so bad, you don't like blood at all, **** even less. The ghost girl screams as she sees Nat and Kruya is already rushing to help the squirming angel girl: "Oh dear... stay back! This looks bad, oh no... I need antiseptics and bandaid!" She says checking up on the sorry angel girl.

You are afraid of what will come of this. Ulla did wrong, she shouldn't have done that, not even for your sake.