(Please check my profile for part 1)
Amanda finished fixing her makeup and placed her hands on the counter, and looked at herself in the bathroom mirror. She was dressed in the same green mini dress she wore last night, the plunging neckline showing off a generous portion of her breasts. She looked good. She felt like shit. She was exhausted.
Amanda fished around in her purse and found a straw and a small glass vial. She held the vial up in front of her face to inspect the contents. There was only a tiny amount of white powder left at the bottom.
“Shit” she sighed. The way she was feeling, she was going to have to score some more to get through the day. She opened the vial and carefully tipped out what was left in a line on the counter. She placed one end of the straw against her nostril and snorted along the line, hoovering it all up.
Amanda collected herself and left the bathroom. Becca was standing there, topless, cup of coffee in her hand and a smile on her face.
“You sure I can’t get you anything? Cup of coffee?”