Jessica set the candle carefully on the bathroom counter. “I can’t believe we’re trying this. I feel like a kid.”
“Don’t wimp out now.” Lauren pushed Jessica toward the mirror. “You said you’d do it.”
Jessica stared at her reflection and took a deep breath. “Bloody Mary. Bloody Mary. Bloody Mary.”
Mist swirled up in the mirror, drifting out over the counter. Slowly, a shape solidified—a highball glass filled with red fluid, green garnish jutting from the top.
“Oh my god, it worked!” Jessica whooped and high-fived Lauren before picking up the drink. “Now you try it!”
Author’s Note: This is still a horror story because tomato juice is a terrible thing to do to vodka.