location: palmwood studios status: open
she wasn't late, but she wasn't exactly on time - not the time she usually got to the studio. did she care? not really. letting her keys twirl around her finger, she instantly regretted it when they flew off of her finger and fell between the bars of a rain drain. "son of a bitch," she whine, walking over to the drain and sighing. "hey, pennywise... i don't wanna float with you and georgie, but i'd appreciate a little help here... literally just picked that car up from the dealership three hours ago, i can't be that bitch that already lost the keys." but she was that bitch. it was very on brand for her.













