ooc: canon excerpt: injectable perfume
She took a hypodermic from the dresser and filled it with Virgin Martyr. Hypo and scent bottle - the bottle, black and engraved with the image of a crucified girl - trembled in her hands, like the sceptre and orb of an olfactory queen with delirium tremens. She injected, and her eyes revolved, white as two boiled eggs.
‘Ahhh,’ she sighed, ‘that smells so good.’ The hit subsided and she began to comb her hair.
(Dead Girls), ch. 5)