As she approached her home, Mary could already hear the loud chatter and laughter emanating from within. A nervous twinge shot through her as she opened the door, her eyes widening at the sight before her. Scarlet White, Iza Candy, Kat, Jully, and Anitta were lounging on the couch, their eyes glued to a phone screen while they giggled uncontrollably.
"What... what are you doing?" Mary asked, her tone laced with shock and dismay. It was late afternoon, and she had just finished an exhausting workday. To see her roommates lazing around instead of helping out was infuriating.
Scarlet White looked up from her phone, her face flushed with amusement. "Oh, hi Mary," she drawled, not bothering to hide her boredom. "We were just... enjoying ourselves."
Mary's mouth fell open in disbelief. These girls were supposed to be her friends, but they had abandoned her in her time of need. As she stood there, stewing in her anger, she couldn't help but notice the odd smell in the room. It was faint but pungent, like rotten eggs mixed with something even more foul.
"What's that smell?" she asked suspiciously, wrinkling her nose. The others exchanged knowing looks before bursting into laughter once again.
"Nothing, darling," Iza Candy chimed in between giggles. "It's just... us girls having some fun."
Mary's eyes narrowed as realization dawned on her. These girls were taking advantage of her hard work by living it up while she was away. And now they were even gaslighting her with their foul stench.
Without another word, she turned on her heel and walked straight into her room, slamming the door behind her. The sound of their laughter followed her, echoing in her ears like a cruel taunt.
As she lay on her bed, fuming, she couldn't help but wonder how things had gone so wrong. These were supposed to be her friends, but they had become nothing more than entitled brats who cared only for their own amusement.
Later that night, as she lay in bed, she couldn't shake the smell from her nostrils. It was getting worse, and she was starting to feel... funny. The girls' laughter rang in her ears, and she realized with a jolt that they were still in control. They were enjoying themselves at her expense, and there was nothing she could do about it.
As she drifted off to sleep, the girls' gasps and giggles echoed in her dreams, a constant reminder of their power over her. And the stench... it lingered long after she was gone, a testament to their reign of terror.
