I’m putting her on tonight’s menu.” He tells the Doctor in a firm tone before storming off out of the room. XXX “What would you do to go home?”
“Anything…” She tells him without hesitation, looking back into his eyes. While they were out doing more appropriate, white collar business, he was the only one that did the work that they all sometimes used. Deciding to make the most of her night, Angelique slowly rose from her spot on the curb. Angelique could hear nothing of what was going on in the other cells. Now she is reduced to having to bum rides from friends or, in dire situations, have her parents drive her to wherever she needed to go since they didn’t want their little girl driving their fast, expensive cars around town.


















