“Open up, bitch!”

Gwen groaned. Uncrossing her folded arms, she dragged her face up from the table. She rubbed at her forehead, which was smooth and shiny after laying plastered to the veneer for half an hour at least. As lowdown and shitty as she felt, she couldn’t help but perk up just a bit at the sound of that loud, bossy voice shouting at her through the door.

The moment she turned the knob, Lexi burst in. She breezed past Gwen in a whirlwind of expensive perfume, bouncy blonde