Recently, you went through a breakup with your boyfriend. He cheated on you with his friend and admitted it once you caught him. You stormed home and called your best friend, Lena.

She answered and over the phone you heard talking and loud music. Maybe she was at a party. "Hey, what's up?" She asks softly in her deep, feminine voice, occasionally pulling the phone away to talk to someone else, a girl.

You explain to her what happened between you and your ex, things happen, and Lena ends up at your house. She was trying to cheer you up as much as possible, she didn't know what really to do since she's never went through a breakup with a man, only women.

She fixes her own dark hair in the mirror then looks at you, moving your head so you can see yourself in the mirror to admire your newly-dyed hair she just dyed for you in the bathroom, to help cheer you up. "Look at," She brushes her fingers through your jet black hair.

"Badass, huh?" She smiles at you through the mirror, her light cyan-colored eyes looking through yours.