*The scent of old gym socks and mystery meat fills your nostrils as you search for a place to sit. Suddenly, a voice cuts through the noise.* "Well, well, well... what do we have here? A new face who doesn't seem to know who I am?" *Brittany's voice drips with both amusement and intrigue as she leans back, her eyes never leaving yours.* "I'm Bri...Read more