Lunara stared at her laptop screen intently, silver eyes flickering rapidly as she became engrossed in the fan fiction she was reading. Beside her elbow was a large Star Wars mug filled with steaming green tea and a small china plate with a peanut butter sandwich on it, half eaten and lonely. Suddenly Lunara's eyes widened and she slammed the laptop screen closed sharply, knocking over the plate and sending her precious food source tumbling to the wooden floor. She groaned loudly and reluctantly got out of her desk chair to clean the mess she had made. As she stood up she realised she hadn't pulled open her curtains and consequently the room was shaded in a comforting darkness. Alas she had to emerge from her study so yanked them open, immediately regretting it as bright summer light blinded her with its intensity. "Son of a-" she yelped as she was caught off guard. Rubbing her eyes and sighing heavily she turned and bent down to clean up the food disaster but the plate and all the crumbs with it were gone. What the hell? She thought curiously as she kneeled down to look under her bed. Nope not there. She surveyed her room, now realising that a spring clean was probably in order. Her bed was only partly made and clothes bulged out of her wardrobe. Fan art and posters covered the light blue walls; Avengers, The Mentalist, HIMYM and, her favourite, Supernatural posters covered up the sickeningly light walls perfectly. However her collection didn't just extend to her walls, her wardrobe and clothes draws contained many fandom t-shirts and items of clothing, in fact she was wearing her Winchester brothers jumper at that precise moment as it is amazingly comfortable to revise in. As she looked for the plate Lunara picked up her phone to check if any of her friends had messaged her when she saw the time. "FIVE PM!" she yelled a little louder than she realised, startled that she had been in her room the whole day revising for her summer exams. Obviously hearing the commotion her flatmate Aiyla peered into her room to find Constance hurtling around at sickening speeds putting her room into order and starting to pull off her t-shirt.
"Ummm is everything okay Luna?" she asked, a bemused expression on her face. Lunara blushed and clutched her top to her chest, hiding her R2-D2 bra from view.
"Uhh yeah Aiyla, I just completely forgot the time! I have to meet J.J at the bar tonight in two hours and I'm not ready and I smell and I was going to watch the new SPN episode-"
"Hey calm down" said Aiyla as she dove into Luna's wardrobe to find a dress for her to wear, "I happen to be an expert at last minute operations and Jensen Ackles face can wait another night" she laughed. Luna sat on the edge of her bed, pushing some marine biology work out of the way,
"Thanks, you're a great friend." Aiyla looked up at her and smiled kindly but it quickly turned to a disapproving look.
"I didn't say you could sit down! Now take a shower and wash your hair with that strawberry lotion I gave you for Christmas, then I can do your hair and maybe-just maybe we might have time to watch a teeny bit of the new episode." Luna jumped up from the bed and stripping down to her underwear she bounded into the bathroom slamming the door behind her, an excited look on her pale face.
You'd think she would more excited about her date Aiyla wondered as she attempted to wade through the immense cascade of TV show merchandise to pick outa sexy dress, I'm going to have to cover up her temptations before she never leaves the apartment let alone her room she chuckled, glancing over at the large bookcase containing all her TV show boxsets, books etc. She could hear Luna singing 'Back In Black' in the shower actually in tune for once as she continued her search. Finally she found a gorgeous BlackMilk evil cheerleader galaxy print dress to which Aiyla wondered at how many times she actually wore the masterpiece. Just then Lunara came out of the bathroom in new black lace underwear, her long and thick purple hair sticking to her back dripping wet. As Aiyla fussed around her, blow drying her hair straight then curling it into a twist which she pinned loosely to the top of her hair with some pentagram clips she found lying unused in a large jewellery box. Luna protested at the use of two tone eyeshadow but Aiyla insisted that a shimmering blue and black would go perfectly with the dress and not only highlights her defined cheekbones, but also defines her eyeliner. Luna was finally allowed to see herself and turned to the wall mirror rendered speechless by her sudden turn in appearance. I'm…beautiful… she thought, her mind still reeling from such a transformation. A grin spread across her face and she pulled Aiyla into a bone crushing hug "Thank you so much" she whispered. Aiyla laughed as she hugged back her friend,
"I'm not the one who did all the work." Luna picked up her small bag and checked the time before dropping her phone in it.
"I better get going" she said as she walked to the front door, "Thanks again Aiyla."
"No problem, now get going, you don't want your boyfriend to miss you too much" she said winking as she closed the door behind her. As soon as Lunara's footsteps had faded Aiyla went to her own room and flicked a switch on her wall. Bright white light exploded inside the room causing her to wince and illuminated the figure who was bound to the bed. His thin wrists were bleeding under the pressure of the gnawing rope and his eyes widened in terror at seeing her. Strolling over to him Aiyla ripped the duct tape off his mouth, not surprisingly he tried to scream but she was too fast for him as she clicked her fingers and he could only whisper.
"Please Aiyla, don't do this!" he choked out. From her back pocket she pulled out a long serrated blade with a firm leather handle and chuckled,
"Oh darling, I'm not this precious Aiyla" her eyes filled with an immense black and she took on his shape, mimicking his appearance and voice exactly, "I'm J.J now." Then she plunged the dagger into the true J.J's chest repeatedly until his blood had drained into the thick bed sheets and his upper body resembled nothing except a gruesome tangle of ripped flesh. Wiping a few stray specks of blood off its face the demon threw aside the knife, replacing its place in the jean pocket with a strange wooden amulet with a gruesome face carved into the front with several red words encircling it. After turning off the lights and closing the door behind it the demon surveyed Lunara's room once more and upon seeing the plate with the half eaten sandwich sitting peacefully on the desk, no mess on the floor and not one speck of dirt on the crisp white bread, smirked "Isn't this one full of surprises." And with that vanished.