The music in the club pulsed, some old kroner tune cranked into the shitty PA. Don’t matter if you liked it or not; you’re either off your head or laying face down on it, eloquent clientele: just looking to melt their faces with stickers. A woman bumped into you, she looked up at you with wild eyes hidden behind a messy fringe. “I want to devour your heart” her eyes darted around your body. “The stars tell me” she ground her teeth together before sucking in a big breath through her mouth, you could see 3 strawberry stickers on her tongue - you also saw a set of what looked like fangs. “I’m going swimming, swimming in the sea of strawberries” she started walking away while doing a front stroke movement.

Time passed, you left the club and passed an alley. You looked down the alley to see the strange woman puking in a bin. She wiped her mouth and straightened up, she sauntered over to you and hooked a leg around your waist. “Well aren’t you a cute little avocado, want to come to my place?