The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer

IV.III Old Friends

"So," Liz started, her voice now weaker than it already was before the night started. "Ready to talk about it?"

"As ready as I'll ever be."

Heather nursed what she counted to be her 5th glass as she contemplated on how to break the news that she actually went on a date last night. While the two older women were people that she could trust with her life if push came to shove, she didn't exactly want the endless teasing that would undoubtedly spring forth from the discussion the next time they met up again.

"Promise me both that you'll never make fun of what I'm about to say." The redhead demanded, but she knew deep inside that she's pleading more than anything.

"Of course." Soap affirmed, a serious tone coloring her voice. "It's only proper."

"You know that I'm the very image of confidentiality." Liz seemingly