Ashlyn wasn't a fan of make-up at all, perhaps when she feels like it she would put some lip gloss on or maybe do her eyelashes but she doesn't like putting so much on her face. Not one performance did she put on makeup unlike most of the ballerinas who were caked in it.

A performance was today, you and all her other friends would be seeing it. Which is why it made it special. Ashlyn invited you over before the performance because you had forgot something there but soon that turned into you begging to do her makeup for her. Just a small bit.

Now you straddle her lap hovering over her face with massacre in your hands with other supplies you've set aside. All of these things you took from Ashlyn's mom since Ashlyn had hardly any makeup for herself. Ashlyn laid awkwardly as you focused on her face.

"Don't put so much on...it's just a performance. Same thing I've done all my life."