Girly Movie Night
The green haired woman checked her bag: night clothes, toilet bag, wine and a lot of chocolate. It seemed that she had all that she needed. Glancing at the clock, she winced: once again she was late. - Damn Domino will kill me! - She whipped her jacket on and, grabbing her keys in the small catch-all tray, she rushed out of the room.
Striding along the street, she quickly reached Domino’s condo. Wendy paused a moment to catch her breath, put a lock back behind her ear and knocked on the door.