She looked at herself in the mirror and brushed away the smudged mascara under her eyes. The dress she was wearing hugged her figure perfectly, however it started to get really uncomfortable. ‘Forget about him’, she thought and applied the red lipstick on her plump lips. She checked the mirror one more time, smiling to her self confidently and walked out of the restroom.
The loud bass thundered in her ears as she stepped out. The unusual smell lingered in the air. Alcohol. The night club was crowded with sweaty bodies rubbing against each other and the heavy smell of cheap liquor from the bar. She sat back down on the chair and tapped her fingers with the music rhythm. “Hello, gorgeous. Would you like another drink?” The bartender smiled and winked at her.
I’m prepared for marching band today and dressing up as Dean Winchester. Holy water, devils trap, tattoo to ward off demons from my body,bible ,demon knife and of course… flannel. I think I’m prepared.