Islay wasn’t laughing at Cole – she was laughing at the gutter that was her mind. “nooo, god these feel so gross” she giggled out of nerves more than anything. “I hate it, I really do” she admitted with a huff as she shook her head.

Islay leaned her head up toward the light, it was SO far off. SO FAR OFF – like it barely illuminated the goo that they were standing in and then she felt it, a slug crawling on her leg. “noooo nooo ewww” she squealed as she shimmied away from it and just managed to trip over a slug and land on her back in a pile of goo. “merlin, you can laugh...its only fair” she said and then it happened the goo “GET OUT OF THERE” she hissed as she smacked her hand at her face repeatedly, trying to get the slug away from her ear.