It was a typical girls night out, and it was my misfortune to be the designated driver. I dutifully herded my increasingly blotto girlfriends from club to club, and as the night wore on I eventually ended up dropping them off at their various homes. Soon I was left with only Trina to safely escort home, and then I could call it a night.
Trina was the oddball of the group. She seemed to live in her own little magical world of unicorns and glitter. A sweet girl, just operating on some weird wavelength nobody could quite figure.
