Minx collapsed against the pillows and sighed. Maybe it was a mistake calling Riot. He had initially acted to gallant but now she wasn't so sure it was a good idea he was there. It wasn't her clothing making her feel worse that was for certain. "heh...HehAcktChoo!" She sneezed violently it was sudden and louder then usual and it seemed to rattle the inside of her head. She had almost forgotten her headache but now it returned to taunt her. She pushed herself deeper inside her mess of sheets and pulled the covers over her head, She sandwiched her head between the two pillows trying to ease the pain that resided in the middle of her ears. It didn't help. Minx lay as crumpled doll beneath her protected sanctuary of high thread counts until soon it felt to stuff and she emerged from within her make shft cocoon. She was beginning to perspire from the heat droplets had began to dampen her hair and she could feel it cling to the sides of her face in in frizzy clumps. She could just imagine how frightening she looked. Disturbing images filtered through her mind. They were all ugly , disfigured and mangled. Suddenly she had to see what she looked like. She leaned over to her beside table and pulled out an antique hand mirror from the held it before her with eyes clenched shut, too scared to face the truth. Finally she slowly opened them prepared for the worst. Minx gasped in horror. She honestly could not have been more shocked. It was terrible. Her hair was a huge nest of tangles. It was poofy and matted. Minx prided herself on her glorious locks and like the rest of her always looked perfect. That wasn't even the worst. Her face was flushed and splotchy with patches of red , her delicate nose was chapped and rimmed with pink. Her eyes looked tired and watery with bluish circles beneath. Riot was right! She was a mess! Minx could handle being sick but not being ugly! It was just too much too bear. She felt like crap , she looked worse then she felt, there was an embarrassing video of her floating around national tv, a control freak in her living room, and her best friend was away in another city when she needed her the flung herself on her bed and in a fit of frustration threw her hand mirror across the room. Luckily she was so weak it didn't go very far and landed silently in the plush carpet without breaking. She could almost hear Rapture's voice warning her against the superstition of 7 years bad luck. Is was at that point she heard a light wrapping at her door. " Minx , may I come in ?" Riot asked softly
" No!" Minx cried. " Go away!"
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing Riot. Just leave. Go home" Minx was insistent
" Go home? This is nonsense. Just tell me what's wrong."
" I'm ugly!" She wailed from the other side of the door. There was a pause and then Minx heard laughing.
" Minx you're alot of things but ugly isn't one of them. You are one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. And you know it. Do you not remember when Cool Trash Magazine named you one of "the 50 most gorgeous people "? Now open this door or I really will go home. Is that what you want? He teased. Riot waited for a bit and the door opened. " Fine come in" She relented. " But don't you dare look at me!" Minx jumped back under the covers. Riot stood at the door his eyes closed " So how am I supposed to see where I am going?" He asked smiling and playing along. "Honestly I feel foolish" Riot opened his eyes and went towards her. He sat on the edge of the bed and regarded Minx thoughtfully. She had the covers hiked up to her chin and was rubbing her nose like a little girl. She wore a sad and almost dejected expression.