The pat once again

*Third POV*

Walking inside the washroom still holding the bottle in her hand almost stumbling on her feet walking past the drunks and making out session ounces. Everything around here seems to be double as if everyone is having twins of themselves. 

Opening the door, which only made her close her eyes shut seeing the normal light inside the bathroom. 

Opening the door just to close it again looking down at the bottle she is holding which is almost empty only made her sign in response. 

"I can't go in this way can I?" Anjali asked herself, lifting it in front of her face, shaking her head in disappointment. 

Shrugging, drinking the last bit of shoujo in one gulp, closing her eyes as it hits her throat.