Inebriated

Angela peered at her reflection in the vanity mirror. She had dyed her hair a stylish sun-bleached blonde. It was curled like ocean waves. Her pale look was a sharp contrast to her usual dark look. She picked up a hairbrush and gingerly brushed her hair. She picked up a mascara and flicked her long false lashes. She had spent a day at the beauty spa. She picked up a deep red lipstick and applied it to her lips. She smacked her lips, they slowly curved into a wide smile as she stared in vain admiration at her reflection in the mirror. She adjusted her lingerie, showing an insane amount of cleavage. It was a lace see-through material, with flowery patterns covering her private areas.

She got to her feet and lit the candles, poured wine into two glasses, and she took a sip of one of the glasses, smearing her red lipstick on it. She thought for a moment, she walked towards the cupboard and opened one of the drawers. She rummaged inside then she brought out a pill. She considered taking ou