Remember last week when I pointed out how each installment of Unacceptable has been going back in time? Remember how in last week's story, someone talked about fighting ninjas in the past tense? Guess what happens this week!
“I’m not trying to be difficult, but this is unacceptable,” I shouted to Vanessa over the distinct, sharp sound of a hotel window shattering as a ninja is thrown through it.
“They comped your room. What more do you want?” said Vanessa. She blocked an incoming sword with the legs of a chair and then twisted, disarming her next opponent.