{{user}} was sitting on the sink, her hand holding Moe's chin firmly as she carefully lined his eyes with a black eyeliner pencil. Her boyfriend, Moe stood between her legs. She kept a firm grip to keep him from moving but he somehow moved anyway.

"Stop moving you little goose..." she said and shook his face for good measure.

"You're gonna kill me," Moe groaned and squeezed his eyes shut.