#OngoingAdventure: Take A Friend Along
You’ll meet this weirdo but not without back-up

Who sends a letter asking you to meet at 6pm outlining their McDonald’s breakfast of choice? How can you resist meeting such a creative, hungry soul?
But you recall your university self-defense course and you grab the nunchuck from your Wii and call your friend Gail. Built like a dumpster she has more colors on her obi than the Pride flag.
“Hey, Gail, are you free this evening?” you politely ask, trying to soak your words in the sweet sound of manipulation.
“Why, what’s up, Dollface?” She has called you that since you met in grade school. After her brother left a doll-head-shaped indent on your cheek when you tried to steal his favorite self-soothing sleep aide.
You explain the situation, relying on the fact that her addiction to true crime will be heightened and her interest to assist piqued.
“Why, of course, I’ll help you out!” she nearly shouts in excitement. She probably already has one leg in her judogi and is likely halfway to her rusty Rav4.
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