Zoe returned to her room to get dressed and closed the door behind her. She took off the towel that was wrapped around her body and tossed it on her bed. It stood out like a sore thumb in the sea of black that was her room.
Zoe grabbed a flesh tone bra and a pair of panties from the dresser and slipped then on quickly. She gave her self a once over in the mirror and froze with a glare fixed on her reflection. Her undergarments were now a matching soft shade of pink. Zoe knew that they were not pink when she had taken them out of the drawer.
"Oh, if Jon did what I think he did, I'll..." Zoe grumbled as if it were a curse.
The goth girl reached into her closet and pulled out a black top. She winced and closed her eye and she put it on. After hesitantly opening them again she saw it was now a bright shade of pink.
Zoe screamed furiously.
