Jennifer Biddall returns

Jennifer Biddall returns

Jennifer Biddall was a forgotten Hollyoaks actress. She was someone that was on the messy list for some time. She was some one that had been neglected in terms of mess for many, many years, but that was all about to change. Her role on Hollyoaks was sort of a snotty, stuck up rich girl. She was primed for a comeuppance. Her character was someone that everyone around them would have loved to have seen get put into her place. She had been off the show for a very long time. Her character was written back in for a brief appearance. It was many years on. Her character was still an over privileged rich woman. She came back to gloat about her wealth and to rub everyone’s face in it. She was not a bad person really, but she enjoyed being wealthy and all that brought. She wore a greenish yellow strappy top and a pair of posh jeans with rhinestone type gems embedded in them.

She was shown going around town, splashing cash and being obnoxious about the money that she had and how well she had done. She said how happy she was that she left this town. She said that it was a terrible place where terrible things seemed to constantly happen. She indirectly insulted everyone. This was not going down well with everyone, particularly some of the other females who remembered her from before and did not like her. They liked her even less now. She sauntered around like she was something special. She was really getting everyone’s back up now.

She went to one of the cafes in town. She sat down and ordered something. When her food was brought to her, she took one bite and turned up her nose instantly. She began complaining. “What is this slop? This is ghastly. It is cold and disgusting. I would not feed this to my pet potbellied pig. What do you expect from this town though?” The waitress was a younger female. She was shocked and a bit lost for words. She started to apologize, but one of the other waitresses came forward,” Don’t be apologizing to that stuck up cow. There is absolutely nothing wrong with that food. Miss high and mighty just thinks that everything is not good enough for her.” “Well, I never. I have never in all my life. How dare you speak to someone of my calibre in that tone?” “I’ll talk to you the way you deserve to be spoken to. You are a stuck up cow. You think you are too good for this place then get out. No one wants you here anyway. We don’t need people like you around her.” “Well, I should have known better. This place is filthy as well. Just look at it.” “Filthy you say? I will show you filthy.”

She picked up the plate of food that was covered in a full English breakfast and dumped it over Jennifer’s head. The beans, eggs etc, rolled down her face and hair. Her eyes widened and her mouth dropped open in shock. She was speechless. Everyone else fell silent. The waitress then turned around and grabbed a baking dish filled with shepherd’s pie. She then pushed this right into Jennifer’s face. She slammed it in as if she was pieing her. She rubbed it around in her face. Some of it fell down around her neck and over her chest. Mashed potato and gravy smushed onto her chest. Her face dripped with gravy and ground meat. “How is that for filthy you witch?,” the waitress yelled.

She then picked up the ketchup and mayonnaise bottles that were on the table. She opened the bottles and held them over Jennifer’s head. She then shook them vehemently over her head, causing the condiments to pour out onto her head, arms and chest. The rest of the patrons tried not to laugh. Jennifer shook her head in disgust. The waitress then went behind the counter and grabbed a massive banana cream pie. It was gigantic. Jennifer waved her hands. This was to no avail. The waitress smushed the pie right in her face as hard as she could. She twisted the pie around in her face. When she pulled away, she left her face completely covered in creamy pie.

She then went into the kitchen and grabbed two pots. One was filled with spaghetti. The other was filled with macaroni and cheese. She dumped both pots over Jennifer’s head. Slimy leftover spaghetti and macaroni and cheese slid out and landed all over Jennifer’s head. Blobs of it fell onto her chest and down onto her jeans. Some stuck to her dark hair and onto her face.

Jennifer threw her hands down her knees, pushing some of the food away.  She stood up and began to stomp off. “I am just too good for this place. Trash like her show their true colours.” The waitress grabbed her and tossed her into the counter where all the deserts sat. She fell into them, smashing them all over. She then fell backwards into the food waste bin in the kitchen. She was up to her waist in mess. She kicked her legs comically screaming,” Get me out of this.”