It was the middle of the night and the two of you were huddled up in your room, sprawled out on your floor with several makeup products scattered around you. Swiss was sitting with his back to your bed, his tail thumping against the floor as he purred, his eyes on your as you looked through your different makeup.

"Make me beautiful, mkay?" He grinned, drumming his claws against his thigh. "I wanna be the prettiest ghoul in the ministry."