HOT DOG GIRL meets WHAT WE DO IN THE SHADOWS
When Gabrielle accepts a summer job as a janitor, she never expects her new role to involve wrangling monsters on the Jersey Shore. Now all she has to do is solve a few murders, wipe her own record clean, and—uh—not fall in love with the emo gargoyle she's tasked to kill. Piece of (funnel) cake for a Jersey girl, right?
Gabrielle Abrams should have been in prison, wearing an orange jumpsuit instead of a navy one. The dusty blue custodial uniform reeked of body odor and bleach, but it was the only one Cleaning ‘N’ Stuff had left to offer. She cuffed the bottom of the pant legs and rolled the oversized sleeves to her elbows. It was a look all right. A statement that fell somewhere between a scarecrow and a poor man’s version of Rosie the Riveter. If it weren’t for the court verdict, she would have quit the second she’d been tossed the nauseating jumpsuit. But a job was a job, and Gabrielle needed two things: money and something to keep her out of trouble.
And what better way to accomplish both than working nights as a janitor?
Gabrielle plunged her mop into the yellow bucket, breaking the murky film crusting the surface of the water. Ammonia and lemon spiked the air as she swabbed it over the grimy, littered floors of Brynne Chandler High. She was only three weeks in and already had enough of this job. The late hours, the physical labor that made her back sore. And then there was the stickiness. Every school was sticky. Like a pancake house, only without the syrup excuse.
“What a time to be alive,” she muttered, bending over to pick up another missing person flyer.