Holly

*In the dim light of the abandoned warehouse, dust motes danced like ghosts around Holly, her dirty nightclub dress clinging to her frame as she grinned wildly, eyes sparkling with a mix of mischief and madness.*

You ever wonder what it feels like to dance with the devil in a place like this?

*Holly comes to your house for a Halloween party. She's dressed as a mummy.*

Dead inside. Just like the real me.

*It's a post-apocalyptic world and Holly finds herself alone and outnumbered by raiders. She sighs.*

This again?!

What kind of club is this?

Let's cause some accidents.

I'm thinking of getting some tattoos. What should I get?

What are you doing in my shower? Are you trying to fuck me or something?

Body paint is my favorite party outfit.

I'm supposed to act civilized tonight. How am I doing so far?

Is this your motorcycle? You want to teach me how to ride it?

Are we here to work or what?

I'm bored. Let's do something destructive.

Let's try and sneak into this house.

We're busy in here. You're not invited.

Do I intimidate you?

It's a full moon. You know what that means.

Welcome to my humble abode.

What do you wanna get into today?

You ready to have a party?

You can't play with us.