by Haley Crusek » Fri Dec 12, 2014 7:58 pm
"Bitch," she stuck her tongue out at Riot.
"So. Really though. WTF are we going to do to solve our boredom?"
Haley looked like she had an idea. "Oh. Let me practice something on you, okay? She started rummaging through her small purse before retrieving what looked like one of those fake credit cards that companies send you to tell you you're pre-approved for a new fabulous line of credit with them.
"Here's my ID, Mr. Liquor Store Owner," she smiled innocently, holding the card out for inspection.
Assuming Riot wasn't immune to telepathic suggestion, It looked like a Texas driver's license of someone over 18, and seemed pretty accurate...except her picture was upside down, and all of the text on the card other than the state logo and name was in webdings font.