Not enough.

"Nnuuughh..."

The girl barely managed to get up from the daft washroom floor before her legs spasm, nearly stepping on the used needle. Her belly swells with life- in a twisted, Schrodinger's Cat type of way. Blood pulsed to her nethers.

She looks into the broken mirror. A broken pair of eyes reflect back, framed by black rimmed glasses and braids.

A shard shows the now open door behind her.

"...Huh?"