Shark weak

Circling the shallows, a shiver of hungry females stalk their prey, tasting the waters for fresh meat. More intimidating and powerful than their male counterparts, their blood lust is a powerful urge.

They single out a potential victim from the rest, surrounding him, cutting him off from any escape routes. Once a man-eater latches on, there is no release until she devours her quarry.

“Bitch, don’t kill my vibe with your weak pick-up lines.” Their alpha leader approaches her selection. “Don’t speak, just let me look at you.”

Sharks got nothing on a Girls’ Night Out feeding frenzy.