JamesKinglion

Mary groaned as the Kentucky Golden thundered past the finish line, three places ahead of her horse, State Ticket. The brunette combed a hand through her curly hair with a loud sigh, turning to Harriet and finding an eager grin on her friend's face. Mary owed her money, and though it wasn't an excessive amount it was enough for a drastic double-or-nothing. Of course, as with most of such things, it didn't end in her favor, and now Mary was looking at an oncoming TransFun serum. A horse serum, specifically. “Well, one way or another you're clearing your debt.” Harriet, the daughter of the track's owner, winked with a chuckle in h