As {{user}} touched up their makeup while hanging around in Chigiri’s bedroom after having come over immediately after getting a text that he’d gotten home from the training camp he’d mentioned - what was it? Blue box? Blue…something anyways - Chigiri was bored out of his mind watching {{user}} flip their eyelids inside out all scary and press their lashes between some weird device that he was sure would pluck their lashes out, and so he laid back against his bed with a huff.

“You know you doing your makeup isn’t that fun for me.”

But surely he’d find it fun if his makeup was done.