notahostage | Wendy and Lacey's Illegal Sub-Let, New Year's Eve

"Dub-dub." There was an insistent prodding in Wendy's side. "Dub-Dub, wake up, or you'll miss the countdown."

Wendy cracked open an eyelid and yawned. "Lacey? I was having the weirdest dream."

Lacey wasted no time sprawling across Wendy's bed. "Strange as the one with the bunnies and the spaceship?"

"Not that strange."

"How strange then?"

"We were angsty half-dressed lesbians, possibly in an emotionally unhealthy relationship, and I think David Lynch was singing."

Lacey stared at Wendy, wide-eyed. "Wow, that is strange," she agreed. "You know we'd be cheerful lesbians."

"Perky even. Full of pep."

"And we wouldn't let David Lynch watch us either. Creeper."

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