Her friends hadn't changed a bit. The adress they had invited her to was in a dirty park, in the poorest area of the city. She arrived one minute before time, as she always did, and had to wait half an hour before the first of the others arrived. It was Amber, and she had changed nothing. She was still a weirdo. They talked a bit about nothing important, and Amber said nothing about Margareths big change in appearance.

The others came a bit later, but as soon as everybody was there, the blonde woman whoms name Margareth couldn't remember (so frustrating) held out some fluorecend pills in all different colors.

'What do you say ladies?'

The blonde gave a wicked smile.

'Lets have a toast to memmories.'

Margareth couldn't help herself from smiling back at her.

Maybe she hadn't changed as much as she liked to believe.