Dresden Academy

"Sup biiitch!" As always, Cinna was one of the first to arrive. She just couldn't let anyone in without making a last minute inspection, after all! She ran up to her dear friend, leaving a trail of little red feathers from her corset bustle in her wake. "Marla..." she said, thinking aloud as she read the name tag on her chest. "OH! From Fight Club, duh! I can be your Bob-with-bitchtits!" She hugged Bernadine around the neck and squished up against her. "Goddamnit you're wearing heels. How am I supposed to get my boobs in your face?!"