The interview continued as Garbage's limo pulled up to the front entrance of the show. A black boot stomped onto the red carpet, and out came Shirley Manson. She was wearing a just-above-the knee black dress, her red hair was down, her big black boots made her seem very vixen-like, and boy did it show tonight. She made her way up to Kurt Loder's roost, while the boys of the band went off to socialize, Shirley sat down next to her good friend Courtney.
"Courtney! How have you been??" Shirley asked while giving Courtney a big hug.
"I've been doing good! And how about you?"
"Great!" Shirley replied as they sat down.
"Now Shirley, as you know both of you are up for the same award tonight, any thoughts on that?"
"Well Kurt, I don't really care who wins tonight, because everyone in the category is a great artist, and a great person. Whoever wins tonight deserves the award."

And with that the pre-show interview continued, and soon ended. Both ladies said their good byes till after the show, and walked into the theater. The night dragged on, as with all MTV award shows, but soon they reached the category Shirley and Courtney were waiting for the most. The presenters showed all of the nominee's clips, and then got ready to open the envelope. Courtney had lied, she wanted to win the award more than she had wanted to win any award before. Just because she felt as if she didn't have the amount of respect she used to have. If she could have this tonight maybe she would be nominated more often. Shirley on the other hand really meant what she had said earlier, she didn't really care who won.

The paper ripped, the presenter leaned forward, and spoke into the microphone. "And the winner is...Shirley Manson of Garbage!"
Applause and cheers followed Shirley as she made her way up to the stage to accept the award. Her speech was short and simple:

"I'd like to thank my band mates, for all that we have been through, my family, and all of my friends back in Scotland. I'd also like to say hi to my friend's here tonight, you know who you are," She said with a smile, she gave a few more thank you, and then made her way backstage.

Courtney couldn't believe it, the last she had seen of the polls, had her in the lead by 20%. Somehow Shirley had won. "It wasn't fair!" She thought as she made her way to the backstage area. The show was almost over, and she was getting ready for the post show party. Courtney entered the green room, and had a few drinks down within minutes. She was calming down when Shirley came into the green room, and started talking with her 'friend'.
"Hi, Courtney, I just love you're dress tonight."
"Thank you, Shirley. Congrats on the award."
"Oh, thank you, I wish we both could have won it."
"Fucking bitch", Courtney thought. "Listen to her, she acts like it's no big deal. She doesn't know how bad I wanted that fucking award..."

By this time the alcohol had kicked in, and Courtney and Shirley said good-bye, as Shirley left for across the street for a night of after parties. Courtney remained in the green room for another half hour, having a drink every now and then. She looked in her purse for some headache medicine. She had a pounding headache and she needed something, but all she had Were her sleeping pills...

Shirley was at the bigger party across from the event, drones of media and celebrities were outside the building, but inside was where all the drinking and fun was. So of course this Scottish tart was in the middle of it, she was talking with friends, meeting new people. After about 2 hours of being in the thick of things Shirley decided to get drink and sit in the corner tables alone for a while.

Courtney had an idea for revenge, in her drunken head she was thinking of slipping in a few pills into Shirley's drink, then bringing back to her vacation home in the backside of LA for a little while. She was now in the same building as Shirley and was looking for her in the now slimmed-down crowd. She scanned the room, front to back, side to side, and finally over in the back left corner table sat her 'friend'.
"Hey, Shirley, getting late huh?" Courtney said as she sat next to Shirley.
"Yeah it is, I should be heading out soon, gotta get back to the hotel soon."
The conversation lasted for a while longer, Courtney was just waiting for the chance to drop some pills in.
"Well, Courtney, I got to use the bathroom real quick, then I'm going to have one more drink and head out."
"Ok, Shirl, I'll have one more with you," She said with a big smile.
As soon as Shirley left, Courtney slipped 3 pills into the new drink that had been placed onto the red tablecloth. They quickly dissolved in the drink, much to her delight. She smiled and sipped her drink and waited for Shirley to return. Shirley finally came back to the table and sat down. She started drinking as soon as she settled back into her seat.
"Wow, I'm getting tired. Maybe I should get going," Shirley said as she drank the rest of her martini.
"Would you like me to drive?"
"No I think I can..." And with that Shirley was out cold.

Courtney told the waiters that Shirley had a little too much to drink, and asked if they could help carry her to her limo. She was going to bring her back to the hotel. They of course were glad to help, as they assisted Ms. Love. Courtney semi-dragged Shirley to her limo, Courtney paid Shirley's limo driver off, and sat Shirley's body up in the back seat. The seat belt snapped shut, and with that Courtney got into the driver's seat and started up the band's limo. The engine roared to life as she drove off into the early morning.