She looked again in the mirror and her heart sank. Her hair was definitely lighter. And her lips… She had caught the virus afterall. She had been so careful; avoided those who were clearly infected, washed her hands, even wore a mask. All that precaution and she still caught the bug.
She knew the odds and the effects. How could she not? She had lived in fear of this since it was unleashed. And now she had no choice. There was no cure. Within a week, she knew, her IQ would diminish by 15-45% while her libido would increase almost inversely. Her secondary characteristics would be further enhanced as well…some girls ended up quite exaggerated looking…she hoped that wouldn’t happen to her.
Slowly, it dawned on her she wasn’t freaking out like she expected she would. She wasn’t calm, but it was almost as if she just accepted her fate. She had no choice, afterall.
She sighed, took another look in the mirror, and tried to plan ahead before she could not.
11/13/13 — 7:59pm