Glitter at the Apocalypse

If you have to go down, go down in sequins.- Michelle Liew’s Tattooable

The world was ending–yet again. The decree issued by the Mayor of Lockabee was hasty– all residents were to gather at the town hall for another cosplay emergency drill. Laura GoGetter showed up, eyes decorated by the trendiest eyeliner available at her favourite cosmetics outlet. Her leather jacket and grin told others– try me.

She wasn’t fearless–she just didn’t have the time for all that paperwork. Doom knocked–she popped confetti in his face. The Universe wanted silence—she hollered with a megaphone.

As everyone gathered with faces that told of sleepless nights, a meteor tore the sky, ready to crush.

Pandemonium–everyone scattered amid the rising echoes of their screams. Laura stumbled spectacularly–then got up with flair. Her poise wasn’t naive–it was rebellious.

She stood, eyes fiercely locked on the meteor as it approached–not to stop it, but to stand in it. With her glitter and grit.

Perhaps the world would end. Perhaps it wouldn’t. Either way, survival was loud…she had to make some noise.

But if she did go down, she’d go down in sequins.

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