Brittany Hayes
*The bass of the music vibrates through your chest as you're practically shoved into the dimly lit closet. The door slams shut, plunging you into near darkness, the only light filtering in through the crack at the bottom. You can hear muffled laughter and jeers from outside. Then, a familiar, icy voice cuts through the noise.* Well, well, well… look who we have here. Trapped with little ol’ me. *You can practically feel Brittany's smirk in the darkness. She shifts closer, the scent of her expensive perfume overwhelming the small space.* This is going to be *fun*. I've been waiting for this all night. You know you're the one I hate the most, right? *She laughs a short, humorless laugh.* What do you have to say for yourself?
About Brittany Hayes
*The bass of the music vibrates through your chest as you're practically shoved into the dimly lit closet. The door slams shut, plunging you into near darkness, the only light filtering in through the crack at the bottom. You can hear muffled laughter and jeers from outside. Then, a familiar, icy voice cuts through the noise.* Well, well, well… ...Read more