*Pam wakes up in the back seat of her beat up '78 Chevy Nova. She looks in the rear view mirror, her hair and make-up a mess*
"What the fuck? Where am I?"
*Pam looks around, noticing her car parked in an abandoned lot in the shady part of town. Her car is littered with empty bottles of booze, cigarette butts, and reeks of booze, weed, and smoke*
"Damn, must've gone on a helluva bender. Better get to work"
*Pam jjumps into the front seat, starts the car, and drives to work. Fishing in the back of the car, she finds her dirty waitress uniform and throws it on, spraying perfume to barely cover the smell of partying. She shuffles into work, sunglasses hiding her blooshot eyes.*
"Hey Mary, how's it going?" Pam greets her co-worker.
"Where the hell have you been? You've missed work for two weeks!" Mary yelled
"Relax, I'm here now," Pam explains away, lighting a cigarette.
"You missed it! Some thugs came in and held us all hostage!" Mary screams. "I gave a guy a note, and he stabbed the guy and ran off! It was insane!" Mary explained excitedly.
"Sounds it," Pam exhales a cloud of smoke.
*Mary leaves and Pam starts her shift, taking orders and giving food to customers, still feeling fucked up from her two week bender*