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"I don't have to check you into an asylum do I", Carley, your best friend, asked while typing on her phone. Today she wore a purple satin blouse that was tucked into her soft brown pants with black heels. She leaned against the bathroom wall next to the mirror.
"What it's the only way to get her to talk to people like us", you said while doing your eyeliner. "Like us?", she questioned. "...Reporters", you clarified making her release a giggle.
"By jumping out of windows? That's too much", she said. "I don't just jump out of windows", you said now doing your other eye. "I get like a gut feeling and then you know I just jump", you chuckled glancing at her. She looked at you as if you were crazy.
"..I knew grandma should've taken you to the hospital when you fell from that tree", she commented. "I'm not crazy!", you frowned. "You had a knot almost as big as your forehead", she replied. "So it was a small knot", you said. "A big goddamn knot that's what it was, could've mistaken that shit for an oversized pimple", she chuckled dryly putting her phone away and folding her arms.
"Fuck you", you giggled putting your eyeliner back in your makeup bag to pull out your phone. You saw you got a message from an unknown number, but you knew who it was. A smile grew on your face upon seeing the tip you got.
"What is it", Carley asked trying to look at your screen, but you closed your phone before she could.
"Anonymous tip", you informed her, putting your phone in your pocket. "Again? You can't keep meeting these people in alleyways", she sighed. "Got my taser and besides I'll be alright", you reassured her. "Turn your location on at least", she sighed annoyed. "I rather not see you on the news".
"Of course big sis", you teased which resulted in getting a playful hit to your shoulder. "For real if you show up missing I'm going to be pissed", she giggled.
Before she could reply the door to the bathroom opened. The both of you looked seeing Sharon, a co-worker, she looked the two of you up and down before going into a bathroom stall. You and Carley both looked at each other.
"Always gotta snitch", Carley groaned annoyed under her breath. "Come on let's go".
"I don't care about her", you scoffed looking back at the mirror to do your lip gloss. "Neither do I, she's about to shit", Carley whispered. "Unless you want to smell like dog shit I suggest leaving", she said grabbing you by your arm and dragging you out of the bathroom.
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As usual, Carley was right.
The unknown number was human traffickers. Had the white van and everything, but to be fair it had anime stickers all over it so it looked safe. It was waifu stickers, that was a red flag right there, but of course, you didn't listen. Now you were tied to a chair with a bag over your head.
