Page 92 of Filthy Sinner

*Following day*

Sarah: Babe?

Sarah: Mary Catherine, what’s going on? I called your dad but he isn’t answering either.

*Two Missed Voice Calls*

*Following day*

*Three Missed Voice Calls*

*Four Missed Voice Calls*

*Five Missed Voice Calls*

Sarah: OMG, where the fuck are you? Anthony just said the Five Points have a red alert out on you. Yes, Mary Catherine. I actually spoke to my jerk-off of a husband to ask about you!!

Sarah: WHERE. ARE. YOU?

*Six Missed Voice Calls*

*Seven Missed Voice Calls*

Mary Catherine: *peeps in*

Mary Catherine: *ducks for cover*

Sarah: Holy shit, you’d better run for cover!!! Are you safe?! Who do I need to kill?

Mary Catherine: No one. No deaths required. Look, I don’t have time to talk right now. Things are crazy here. My phone’s not with me. I’m using a computer at the airport to check in because I knew you’d be freaking out.

Sarah: Since when don’t you have the time to talk to ME? WTF? And where’s here?

Sarah: Wait.

Sarah: THE AIRPORT? Which airport?

Mary Catherine: Vegas.

Sarah: Vegas. What in the ever-living hell is going on?

Sarah: Mary Catherine, what are you doing in Sin City and why wasn’t I invited along for the ride?

Mary Catherine: I got married, Sarah.

Sarah: Hahahaha. Great joke.

Mary Catherine: It’s not a joke.

Sarah: Of course it is. There’s no way in fuck that you got married without me there.

Mary Catherine: I did. And the Grinch was the officiant.

Sarah: Are you tripping?

Mary Catherine: Maybe. ROAD-tripping.

Sarah: Oh, my god. You’re being serious!

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