Chapter 2: (Ab)Normal Days

[iruy]

[...Well, that was fun.]





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Comments

uhn

[(Anonymous)]

[the possibity of killing her - or getting killed by her, for that matter - registers as little in his brain as any gender-related modesties]

But what if somebody else comes in while we are busy with the make-over! Like... Roma! I think it is too dangerous.

[misspell]

Are you embarrassed?

You shouldn't be! [She puffs her chest out.] Besides, if Roma comes in, he'd want a makeover, too!

Not that I'd give him one. He's a douchey McDouchebag.

uhn

[(Anonymous)]

But...

[maybe he is a bit embarrassed, but mostly he's just worried]

I don't like open doors.

[misspell]

Aaaawww, come on! It'll be safer this way!

'Cause it would, like...suck if someone saw us coming in here and then closing the door, right? Right?

uhn

[(Anonymous)]

..?

[how is that a problem]

I believe it would, um, suck more if somebody would look in and see that we are not paying attention and murder us.

[misspell]

But there's two of us, so we can use the buddy system!

uhn

[(Anonymous)]

Can we? Then it is okay.

[he still doesn't like it, but it seems like agruing with her can get terribly tiring]

I do not know how a make-over goes. What should I do? Sit down..?

[misspell]

Yaaaaay! I'm...mega glad that we can compromise on this! Just sit and leave everything to me.

[She grins and giggles, feeling so accomplished...and after that moment lasts, she quickly goes through her stuff to pick out a rather large bag filled with cosmetics.]