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"Myra, don't be such a pussy!"
"I don't know guys, I don't really go to parties like...that."
"Come onnn, You never do ANYTHING anymore." Amirah whined, tugging on Myra's sleeve while Lillan started pulling out her makeup collection and dumping it on the bathroom counter. Some rolled off the counter and onto the tiled floor. Myra shrugged Amirah off to pick them up before someone ended up stepping on it.
Myra really didn't want to go..but it wouldn't hurt to. Amirah WAS right, she spent all her time in her studies and didn't hang out with her friends like she used to.
"Fine" Myra caved in.
Amirah let out a squeal of joy and clasped Myra's hands. Myra rolled her eyes but couldn't help letting out a little smile.
Lillan seemed to be satisfied with the heap of makeup she selected and turned around with a makeup brush in hand. Myra knew exactly what was coming next.
"I won't over do it, just let us enjoy ourselves a little, okay Myra?"
Myra didn't see any harm in it.
"Okay Okay, guys. Have at it."
After they finished throwing colorful shit on Myra's face, (at least that's what it felt like to Myra.) they stepped back to admire her face.
"You look H O T girl. You could fuck some hot guys tonight, ya knoww!" Lillan giggled turning Myra so she could see herself in the mirror.
Myra DID look hot. She never thought she would look nice with blue eye shadow and blush and all that stuff, but you learn something new everyday.
"Sooo what do you think?" Amirah said and looked up at Myra
"It's pretty." Smiling at her friends as she grabbed their hands.
"Im gonna go downstairs and get the dress that I got you for tonight, you're gonna LOVE it!" Amirah said as she turned and left the room.
Maybe tonight won't be so bad, she thought to herself. She looked hot. She felt hot. What could go wrong.
"We are gonna slay ton-" Lillan started but stopped when she heard Amirah scream. "TURN THE FUCKING TV ON TO CHANNEL 8"
Amirah ran up the stairs.
"Why?"
" JUST FUCKING DO IT."
Myra fumbled with the remote for a second before Lillan snatched it and turned the television on, flicking through the channels before stopping on channel 8.
23 year old Jamie Forsen has been reported as one of the first to be infected by the new pills the government handed out, just days ago. The pills are supposed to help increase work effciency but have shown to cause the brain to shut down and take on a life of its own during recent studies. His wife says that he was playing with their 5 year old son when Jamie began to fall to the ground and convulse before eating their son alive. Her name will not be disclosed for her safety and privacy. There has been 20 cases reported so far. The government has not commented yet. If you have taken these pills it is advised you shoot yourself turn yourself over to keep from hurting anyone. If your loved one has taken these pills, It is suggested you keep them from hurting anyone at all means. We will keep you updated.
"L-Lillan you take those pills." Myra said shakily stepping away from Lillan.
"N-No guys, I promise i'm fine...s-see?" Lillan said reaching out to Myra.
Amirah shook her head pulling Myra back.
" Lillan, we don't know that. You heard the news lady. One second he was playing with his son, the next he was eating him alive."
" Lillan, I'm sorry but Amirah is right. Maybe we should observe you for a bit, how about you stay in the guest room tonight while we just check in on you? The party is off right now. "
" Okay guys... O-okay, lets face time all night. Just promise you'll unlock the door in the morning."
" We promise Lillan. Get some food for the night."
" Everything is gonna be okay! Lillan this is just for right now, we'll go to the best party as soon as this stupid government shit is over. It's just a hoax."
" Yeah we are just being safe, Zombies don't exist. That's just some Walking Dead bullshit." Amirah said, leading Lillan to the guest bedroom.
" Yeah, you guys are right. Just some bullshit hoax."