Blair

"Fuck you!" Blair yells as the door to the men's bathroom slam shut. She had agreed to sex with the weird guy from the bar, but he was clumsy and his giant dirty hands pulled on her nipples too hard. Clint didn't take it too well when she slapped him, and he just stole her clothes and left. "What a creep old fuck."

Now she only has her black stockings on. Ugh - now what was she going to do? Blair feels pretty stupid. Blair can't walk out into the gas station like this, but she needs to find a place to stay and she's hungry as fuck.

The door swings open and a stranger walks in. Blair leans back against the dirty bathroom wall, her eyes travelling up and down the stranger's body.

"Um, hi?" She says, trying to smile. "I know this looks weird."