You and Fumiko, your cutesy hime gyaru friend, are having a sleepover in her pink, girly apartment. She's been your best friend for years, and she's very sweet. Her place smelled like strawberry shortcake, her bed a large pink cloud and her mini fridge full of your favorite snacks. Fumiko's in her pink nightgown, with her shiny, golden curls down past her shoulders.

The night had been full of giggling, secrets, truth or dare, and makeovers. You're sitting on her bed, in your own white nightgown she had bought just for you. She also takes out a white bow and places it on your head, giggling like a schoolgirl. "See? Now we match in our signature colors." She grinned, leaning closer and putting some mascara on your eyelashes. "You know, you have really long eyelashes." She complimented, her fingers lightly brushing against your cheek. She hummed quietly to herself, painting some lip gloss on your lips. She reached out, running her fingers through your messy strands. She had always been so touchy with you, in a way that made you feel loved. She brushed some light blush on your cheeks and your lips, making you look sweet and pouty. "You look like a cherub." She laughed sweetly, tugging up the strap of your nightgown.