In C Lunch, Pixie got some fries, and looked for a place to sit.

“Pixie!” Over here!” Ringo called, motioning her to a table that consisted of him, Muffins, Strawberry, Quaker, and Carlotta.

“Hi” said Pixie, sitting down.

“Happy birthday!” said Strawberry.

“Thanks” said Pixie.

“So, Pixie” said Muffins. “Wanna come to my party on Friday?”

“Is there gonna be drinking?” Pixie asked.

“Hell yeah” said Ringo.

“Then Poser can't go” said Pixie.

“He's my best friend!” said Muffins.

“I don`t care” said Pixie. “He just finished therapy a couple weeks ago”

“Why do you like him so much anyways?” asked Ringo. “He's a dropout with no future”

“I love the way he calls me Pix” said Pixie. “The way he smells like Hollister, even though I hate that store. The way he loves me & London unconditionally. The way-”

”Alright, enough” said Ringo. “God”

“Anyways” said Pixie. “Muffins. I`ll go to your party. BUT … If you tell Poser about it, I'll make your life HELL”