The thing is about pulling on another girls hair, it’s a sort of therapy. Don’t look at me like that, it’s true. It’s like having a sheet of bubble wrap and spending a relaxing afternoon to casually popping the bubbles. However in this case instead of popping bubbles, we’re trying to pull out each other’s hair. Granted this therapy session has the major drawback of losing your own hair, And yes this can be a problem. That’s why it’s important to just pull harder and have a really good hair stylist on speed dial.
Also in the case of myself and Erin, I’m happy to report we did the sisterhood proud and left each other with a few areas of the scalp that will make our hair stylists wince. Speaking of which…Erin, are you free Monday to get your hair and nails done with me? Also there’s that new boutique in town, they have some really cute dresses that I’m sure will look amazing on us - we simply must check them out.
*Exasperated dear readers resort to alcoholism*
“What!!! Me and Erin are only catfighting over Daniel. Yes, Daniel is super, super important to the both of us. But it’s not as if we’re fighting over an engagement ring? Me and Erin will be drinking gin together and watching Netflix on the sofa with Daniel on our laps by the end of Saturday At the latest”.
Anyway all good things must come to an end and this catfight is sadly running out of steam. We’ve both been on our feet for too long, we’re both bruised, bleeding and scratched. Oh and *Giggle* who could forget the hair
Also on top of that, we’ve got to get our apartment sorted out for Daniel’s return. So let the games begin…
With us both recovered from the shock of our beloved friends saying something sensible, it is Erin who strikes my noggin first with her fists. My fists connect with her noggin only seconds later and we trade blows for a while, but with our bodies screaming at us “Enough!”. We soon find ourselves staggering and slowly we drift apart. But as our eyes lock we both remember why we’re doing this and with a final release of anger we throw ourselves together for the last time. Erin grabs hold of my top and bra, she try’s to grasp her Skeksis like hand around my breast and while she struggles to sink her claws in. She does get a good enough grip to yank my upper body down and position my head for her knee. She thrusts her knee towards my face, however this time I use my forearm’s to shield my face and deflect the worst of her blow away from my cute little nose.
I grunt in pain as my forearms take a battering and screech at Erin:
“Arhh you fucking cxnt!”
Still if Erin is anything she is persistent and those knees keep on coming, with my options limited I decide on a little payback and furiously I raise and them thrust my right foot into the side of Erin’s left knee. Erin’s knee’s to my forearm’s begin to slow and falter, I thrust my foot into her knee again. Then suddenly…the telephone rings, we leave it for the answerphone to pick up and soon we hear the voice of Jack:
“Hi, Erin, Hi Kate…me and Daniel will be on our way over within the next couple of hours. I hope you two had fun painting each other’s nails? Bye”
With my arms quivering in pain! With Erin’s knee beginning to buckle! It’s clear that one of us is going to end up knocked on her ass….but who?
Will Erin’s knee smash through Kate’s defence and bludgeon her undeniably cute nose? Will Kate take out Erin’s knee and fall her like a giant redwood? Who does Daniel truly belong too? What the hell is a Skeksis?
Tune in tomorrow for the exciting conclusion of “We need to talk about Daniel.” - same Cat-time, same Cat-channel!
