So here we see Megan at the beginning of the night looking proper and prim. However, it's only a matter
of time before her old friends Booze and Cocaine get the best of her...
Approximately 15 minutes into the party and Megan is up to her old tricks... The sorrow of a young life
ruined by trying to find a chemical fix to the search for happiness...
Not to be content with bad dancing, she quickly moves on to the lamentable mistake of trying to dress herself...although,
when compared to her usual mode of dress, it turns out not to be relatively bad.
Her spiral of destruction having run its course for the evening, Megan finds some sort of temporary refuge
in the arms of a strange and obviously desperate bedfellow. Has she escaped the clutches of death of overdose, only to
land in the clutches of death by herpes? Only time will tell...