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Izzy stared at the clock on her computer screen waiting for 4PM to roll around. She hated being stuffed inside business casual clothing. Don’t be mistaken, she still manages to look good in the clothes, but it just wasn’t her style. Not to mention she had been pretending to look busy for over an hour now and was ready for the weekend to start. As soon as it was 4PM on the dot, Izzy quickly gathered her things and rushed out the door. She had places to be and people to see.

After returning to her apartment, Izzy changed into a sports bra and leggings to use the gym. The apartment gym wasn’t much, but it was usually empty. Izzy wasn’t in the mood to get hit on at the gym. It was during her routine that she got the notification from the Coven’s Snapchat group. Big money? Blake motherfucking Schmidt? The hottest fucking millionaire in Florida? Hell yes. Izzy had no idea what was going on, but to be honest, she didn’t really care. She was up for anything that involved that hot piece of money bags. She had to quickly finish up her workout and showered before changing into [url=https://imgur.com/hiWDDBQ]something cute[/url]. It wasn’t her best outfit, but given that most of her clothes were in the laundry, it would have to do.

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Getting to the amusement park was a pain in the ass. At least the casino had been in town, now she had to walk all the way from the nearest bus stop into an abandoned park. Not to mention, there was always something trying to snag her hair or rip her clothes. But of course, the girls had managed to somehow get involved with the FBI while she was gone? No one gave her the details, but of course the day she skipped is the day that things actually happened. Funny how that works.

[color=C28285]”Hey guys!”[/color] Izzy waved to Claudette and Maya who were already there. [color=C28285]”I’m glad you all managed to stay alive while I was gone,”[/color] The already slightly buzzed girl skipped over to join Maya in crouching down and petting Chompy. [color=C28285]”I’m glad you’re okay too, Chompy boy.”[/color] She cooed in a tone reserved for pets to the 13 ft long alligator that could probably kill her in an instant. Then she pulled out a water bottle and took a big swig out of it, and offered it to Maya next to her. [color=C28285]"It's not water, I promise,"[/color] Izzy grinned.