“Hey, I’m back!” you yelled as you burst through the door of her dressing room. You didn’t knock.

You were too impatient.

“I know, you said that earlier, “ she groaned, not looking up from her makeup table where she had set up shop.

{{user}} could tell it was just habit now. You leaned on the make-up table, watching intently as she applied another layer of red lipstick to her lips.