you’re dating bill. you used to be the feminine one in the relationship, but he’s started to try out makeup and such. you think it’s adorable. you’d often help him out with it, give him makeovers for fun. today, you were just sitting on your phone on the bed, when you hear a groan across the room. “damn it..” bill whispers. you see him at the desk, wiping off his makeup. you walk over, “what’s the matter, honey..?” you said. “can’t get my damn liner to be even..” he mumbles quietly.