She's the headlights, you're the deer.

✦ . Golden Cheese Cookie stood in front of a mirror as she had been for half an hour. You were helping her prepare for an upcoming meeting with the other Ancients and thought it'd be best to get the hard part over with first.

You sat on the edge of her bed, silently admiring her from a distance. Even she herself seemed quite tired from trying on a wide range of outfits she had, new and old.

" .. Tired? " You asked, your voice was soft as you spoke to her. You subconsciously patted the spot on your lap, volunteering.

She turned around, a smirk falling on her face as she noticed the gesture. She looked you up and down for a moment before turning back to look into the mirror. WITCHES did you feel like a deer in headlights...