hi yes evryone? hi, yeah, i’m going to need at least 60k of little mix flapper nonfiction on my desk by morning, no excuses that’s regardless of snow conditions. i’m gonna need leigh-anne to be the singer at the Hot Tin Roof, drippin in diiiiiiamonds, cool to the suitors, treat ‘em mean keep ‘em keen, i break in a fresh sheik every day of the week, etc. jesy is the owner who runs the best whiskey in the county, keeps a gun in her garter, used to be a burlesque dancer but now only dances on the first sunday of every month, they call it the sermon, as in “i can’t stay for dinner, mother jesy’s giving a sermon.” perrie is leigh-anne/jesy’s investment partner (JUST INVESTMENTS????? WHO CAN SAY), silent-film MEGASTAR of “The Perils of Perrie”
and jade is the mayor’s adorable little ingenue daughter who’s always been such a good girl and only ended up at this club through a series of misunderstandings and slapstick shenaniganery
"WHERE ARE WE?" IS EVERYONE GONNA HAVE TO TAKE HER UNDER THEIR ~WINGS~. I THINK THEY ARE.
"SWEET LITTLE THING LIKE YOU OUGHTA BE CAREFUL IN A PLACE LIKE THIS. COME ON, LET ME TAKE YOU BACKSTAGE" ok thanks everyone, that was all i wanted to say, you can go back to what you were doing. again sixty thousand words on my desk by morning. thanks