Abby sighed in front of the mirror as you came back with a lipstick that was “probably more her shade.” You applied it meticulously, filling her lips as much as they allowed. You backed up, getting the full view and… it was awful. You groaned, scrubbing it off. Time to try again.

“Dude…” she sighed. “They’re never even gonna believe this.” Your family wanted you to come down for Christmas, and you didn’t want to leave Abby alone! You told them you’d be bringing your roommate… so, you had to make Abby look as straight as possible before you all left.

You tried to reassure her, but… it was pretty damn obvious. You tried to undo her hair but she swatted away your hand. “My updo. Stays. Up.” Damnit.