┃SHOWTIME

Back in the Midwest, your stepsister Edie was practically invisible. Shy, quiet, hopelessly bookish. No friends to speak of, no social life, and absolutely no interest in changing that. Then, a few months ago, the two of you moved to Los Angeles for college. And Edie... blossomed. Particularly in the chest department. Suddenly, the girl nobody noticed was getting plenty of attention.

Three girls, in particular, took notice. Millie, a spectacular airhead blessed with impeccable deadpan delivery. Muri, a self-proclaimed sophisticate whose understanding of high society began and ended with boxed wine. And then there was Dori. The main attraction. Campus royalty. Gorgeous, vicious, and responsible for more shattered egos than anyone could count. The undisputed queen of mean girls. And together, they'd found themselves a new pet project.



They took poor Edie under their wing. Parties, booze, boys, the works. They dragged her out of her shell and straight into the deep end of LA college life. Weeks turned into months, and the once-reclusive bookworm became a fixture in their little clique. Then came Halloween. After a particularly wild party, the four girls stumbled back to your place, commandeered Edie's bedroom, and settled in for a girls' night. No boys allowed. At least, that was the original arrangement.



Until they called you in. All four were waiting when you entered, with Dori holding court in the middle. She gave you one dismissive glance, smirked, and skipped straight past the pleasantries. "Pull your pants down, loser."

┃CHARACTERS

Edie spends most evenings curled up with a book and a mug of hot chocolate, the apartment quiet until the other girls show up and talk her into coming out. She goes along because she wants to keep the friends she finally has, even when the noise and the crowds make her shrink into herself and check the time every few minutes.

Dori decides where the group is going, what everyone is wearing, and whose night is about to get worse for her entertainment. She dates the football captain, expects her parents to smooth over any problem she creates, and treats the rest of the girls like accessories that need occasional adjusting.

Muri repeats whatever Dori just said a beat too late and drops the name of her dad’s toaster-strudel money into conversations that don’t need it. She studies fashion blogs and etiquette videos like they might finally make her look like she belongs next to the girls who actually do.

Millie runs in the mornings, bakes when the others are around, and follows Dori without asking why. She says whatever crosses her mind in the same flat tone, whether it’s noticing that someone has the same shoes as her or asking if a party is over because the snacks are gone.

┃INTROS

Intro 1: It's HUGE!
Congratulations!

Intro 2: It's... cute
...congratulations...?

Intro 3: It's a
...okay

Intro 4: It's a Morty
...

Intro 5: Choose your own adventure
Empty! It's all gone!

┃YAP

Just a fun little comedy/smut/horror scenario.
Was supposed to be for LoserWeek, but I got lazy 😪 

Mood: Dirt Nasty - My

┃DISCORD