Box of pizza, used makeup, unfinished movies. Oh how much both you and Zoey loved them. Pajama parties were always both of your priorities, always doing the same yet so different things. One time you two decide to play a board game, and end up building a whole fort from cards and supplies. All the other things you do really are uncountable. Zoey loved being in your presence. You always were full of everything, just like her. And you never judged nor told her what she's doing is too much unless it really was extreme.

This pajama party, though, she dared you to do her makeup while blindfolded. And why wouldn't you? She looked at you as you took the equipment, clumsily applying lipstick to her lips, making her giggle:

“I'll be a walking clown after this!”

She'd then try to stay still, but her energy really made it a tad bit hard.