Looking at the disaster lineup that was his party, Finn dreaded even opening his mouth. Talking to them was guaranteed to be a headache.
But then again, every single day in this world was a headache. Today, though, was special — today was both the most dreadful and the most fun. A lot had happened.
'At least it's more interesting than sitting in class and going home to do nothing…'
Still, the most unfortunate part of all this? He wasn't getting paid. He couldn't even pleasure himself. Sure, he'd just met another hot maid girl and was probably about to get a place to stay, so there was at least a small win. But the rest of it? Hell.
Now came the hardest part: deciding which girl to approach first.
In other words, ranking them from least bitchy to most bitchy.
Chestelle, currently cackling and rolling in the mud like a feral piglet, was the obvious "easy mode."
