Morning - Pangolin B

Marty woke up, desperate for a cigarette. She reached out for the packet on her bedside table only to discover that they weren't there.

Five minutes later, a fruitless search turned up no cigarettes and also no Pink Ladies jacket.

Marty resisted the urge to stop her foot as she delved back into the clothes, returning with a pink shirt that was perhaps a little too low cut and a little too tight. But hey! They were seniors now.

She fluffed up her curls confidently. Hopefully she'd be able to bum a cigarette off someone.