3.3 No One Gets Lucky

Because Lucky is dead and he couldn’t see it coming. Meanwhile, Annie’s love life is still tbd. Maddie needs some convincing to get back in therapy, but I’d like to make the case that paying eleven dollars for an eight ounce cup of matcha is a sign of psychosis. In her own fit of nervousness, Annie is up all night to get some new insight into her anxiety, much to Scheckel’s chagrin. It’s Annie’s first week back in her new hometown, New York, and it’s Maddie’s last week of freedom. or so she thought before she realized that she’s recording every day for the next two weeks. Ah the lives of a musical superstar and a shrew who can hold a pencil.

Annie Krabbenschmidt