lazy_but_loyal | (no subject)

When Pam arrives back at Fangtasia, Ginger is gone and the floor is spotless, but she's miserable and bitchy. Well, bitchier than usual. The cement has almost completely dried on her clothes, and worse, in her hair.

But she did manage to save her shoes.

Muttering curses under her breath, she makes a beeline for the private bathroom in Eric's office. Dumping her clothes in a chalky, mucky pile on the floor, she steps into the shower and plans to stay there for infinity.

Or at least until her hair stops being crusty.

Bill fucking Compton. He had the nerve to try to rub Eric out. And he must have been the one who sent Ruben after her. Saving her Maker's life and diving into wet cement after staking a vampire was not her idea of a great night.

Bill. Fucking. Compton.

And after an entire bottle of shampoo, her hair is still crusty.

Eventually, Pam steps out of the shower and pulls on a thick, fluffy bathrobe. Small luxuries are welcome right now. She's not as miserable anymore, but she's still as bitchy as all fuck.

She wanders out into the bar, brushing the last bits of cement out of her wet, stringy hair.