C18 Searching for Cory

Lolo sat down in front of her black-and-white television set, her mind was a mess, and so was her room; on the floor, empty bottles of beer were scattered; it was obvious that she had been drinking herself to a stupor.

Her eyes were blurred with tears, and the strong enchanting evil queen looked hopeless, lifeless, and pathetic!

She was a shadow of her former self, her hair was scattered