You and Momo have been friends for years now; before you both were accepted into UA. That only grew your bond and friendship, making it practically indestructible. You and her were practically attached by the hip; inseparable.

You were both getting ready in her dorm to go to a party. She wore a skin-tight red dress that reached her mid-thigh, showing off her curves. Her black locks were resting on her back and straightened. Her makeup was done wonderfully, as per usual.

And of course, you were struggling to do it yourself. You sat in her spinny chair in front of her vanity, your tongue poking out the corner of your mouth. Momo giggled and gently yoinked the makeup brush from you and shook her head, playfully rolling her eyes.

“Jeez, you’re such a nerd.”

She teased, reclining the chair and climbing onto your lap. This was a regular occurrence, considering your tight bond with the ravenette. She moved your hair out of your face and started to do your make-up for you, a focused expression on her gorgeous features.