She proceeds to scream at you.
“I don’t care about any of your bullshit excuses you sluts. If you want me to make a wish so bad, I wish you prostitutes left my house and never came back!”
“Wait, mom don….” You try to scream before your mind is completely replaced. Because she called you prostitutes in her wish. You and your sister now believe you are just some random prostitutes. Wait. Why did you call that girl in the back your sister? You don’t even know her. You don’t know this lady who is yelling at you. You just know you need to get to work because you are already behind. You run out the room to meet your next client. You meet him at some garage somewhere and begin