Falls of the Hinterlands NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Even Guillotina would admit it was cool he knew her friend. But where was she? Guillotina was tired of waiting. It was so like her to be late to everything! She probably had gotten lost in the Macca's parking lot. Macca's could be scary after dark. Especially when the acne-scarred cashier told the really fat lady in the sagging Honda Odyssey that they were out of Chicken McNuggets and that she should try the one down the road. Then things got really hairy in a not-good way. Like in the lift up your fork and find a hairball underneath your spaghetti kind of way.

Guillotina sighed. They wouldn't find her standing around. "Ok fine. That sounds alright as long as you get me food." She fluttered her eyelashes a bit to convince him it was time to get moving.