chapter 3: Spring Broken

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(The scene starts with Blitzo and the crew driving their gray van along the street.)

Blitzo: I love this song! (Poorly singing along with "Mustang Dong" on the radio.) You were a spicy little- uh- demon with the- uh- bleach blonde hair!

(Loona is shown sitting in the passenger seat next to Blitzo. She looks mildly annoyed at his singing. Moxxie covers his ears in the back while (Y/N) is listening to his own music with his headphones and Millie rolls down her window and smiles.)

Blitzo: Fieeeendin' for that seman when I caught your stare...

(They drive into an old crowded parking lot.)

Blitzo: thoooought it might be love, but you went-

(A pink car pulls into the remaining parking space.)

Blitzo: unholy shit, fu-

(Blitzo slams onto the brakes and the van skids to a stop. Blitzo turns off the radio and glares at the person in the pink car. He glances at the license plate, with reads "SUCKS-4-LIFE".)

Blitzo: oh, you "suck for life", do ya?!

(Blitzo pulls out a megaphone and yells into it.)

Blitzo: listen up, you unoriginal pink cum dump! You have three goddamn seconds to get you TITS! Out of my parking spot!

(The passenger steps out of her car seat with black high heels with pink hearts on them, Blitzo lowers the megaphone, shocked.)

Blitzo: oh, shit! Verosika!

(Verosika blows a bubble of pink gum before it pops.)

Verosika: Blitzo. (Pronounces the 'O'.)

Blitzo: I should have known you'd be here. I could smell fish for miles, which is odd because l believe the nearest ocean is...

(Blitzo falls and faceplants onto the ground before standing up.)

Blitzo: three rings DOWN!

Verosika: and I should have known you'd be here when I heard the amber alerts.

Blitzo: oh, yeah? I'm surprised they let your fat ass outta rehab. I can see you're still a drunken whore, clutching onto that Beelzejuice bottle like it's the last cock in Hell!

(Verosika flips her long hair back dramatically.)

Verosika: they let me out because I'm still famous. And rehab is for sad loser wash-ups.

(Verosika takes a drink from her bottle and wipes her mouth with her thumb.)

Verosika: so, your sister says "Hi".

Blitzo: (angrily steps in front of Verosika) why are you parkin' here?! This is the ONLY parking spot my company has! So take your tampon race car somewhere else!

Verosika: actually, prick... it has my name on it.

(Verosika points down to her name written in purple spray paint by their feet. And IMP is crossed out on the ground.)

Verosika: I'm doing a bit of freelance for one of the infinitely more successful companies in the building...

Loona: (watching from the van) no way...

(Y/N): (takes out his headphones) who's that talking to Blitzo?

Loona: (Turns to face him) are you being serious right now, you really don't know who she is.

(Y/N): no, should I?

Loona: she's Verosika Mayday... the pop star!

(Y/N): oh, yeah I think I've heard some of her music before not really my top pick but it's fine. But I swear I've heard her name somewhere else.

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