The lights of her room were dimmed, fairy lights hung on the ceiling and door frame, plants hanging from the wall and window sill. She sat at her dresser, opening a blush palette and taking a brush in her hand, dabbing it into the blush and applying it, her cheeks becoming a Rosey pink. She took some red lip gloss and applied it, puckering her lips lightly before setting it down, humming a small tune. Miss Chalice, or just Chalice, was a sweetheart and a beauty. She was kind to almost everyone she came across, and was like eye candy. She had the voice of an angel, and she could dance for days!

"Now. . I have ta' do one last thing!"

She stood up, having a slight Brooklyn accent in her tone as she stood up, her heels clicking against her ground.