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Mess? Mess! By me? Of course its by me! Who else makes such a huge mess!!!

Many thanks to LuciifersCrow for allowing me to botch their beautiful Emalia!

random plotting screenshot: i.gyazo.com/068e3459ec877c0aa4…
Spoiler alert: rose went first

Truly, from the bottom of some cockle of her heart, Rose found herself grateful as she stepped into the math classroom. She was quick to spy many-a more unfortunate makeover than her own... and, truthfully, Emalia's work was not bad by any stretch of the imagination. Flawed, however, yes; and that was a fact that slowly ate away at the tall blonde. To show her face without her pristene makeup was akin to a personal blow-- one that Miss Seikilos was decidedly unsympathetic about when Rose had voiced her concerns about the assignment. What were people who had no access to makeup supposed to do? Wouldn't those more skilled get higher grades than those who had no experiance? And, by God, Rose would be damned if she was going to fail her first assignment because she refused to let a stranger touch her! She narrowly did, too-- Had Emalia not overheard Rose's angered muttering that morning, and shared her own panic over not having done the assignment, then Rose absolutely would have taken the F (and then made a beeline for the Principal).

Ah, and there she was... Rose gave a friendly smile to Emalia. Though still bitter, the assignment was certainly not that girl's fault. The blonde was even... appreciative, really, at her tact. She hadn't pointed out Rose's chattering teeth or clenched fists as she fought against the nerves. Rose had watched Emalia like a hawk as she handled hundreds of dollar's worth of makeup-- an act, surprisingly, unwarrented. Emalia used each with delicate care, as if she could popssibly know the makeup's worth, both literal and emotinal. Though Rose's anxieties were not subtle (a rare moment of vulnerability, thrown at her that quiet morning), Emalia seemed to understand how best to behave. Frankly, Rose had afforded few positive thoughts for a dormmate before that morning.

Regardless, Rose would be late to her first class because she was applying her proper makeup. Hopefully Emalia would appreciate the outstandingly even cat-eye makeup, though...

Description

Mess? Mess! By me? Of course its by me! Who else makes such a huge mess!!!

Many thanks to LuciifersCrow for allowing me to botch their beautiful Emalia!

random plotting screenshot: i.gyazo.com/068e3459ec877c0aa4…
Spoiler alert: rose went first

Truly, from the bottom of some cockle of her heart, Rose found herself grateful as she stepped into the math classroom. She was quick to spy many-a more unfortunate makeover than her own... and, truthfully, Emalia's work was not bad by any stretch of the imagination. Flawed, however, yes; and that was a fact that slowly ate away at the tall blonde. To show her face without her pristene makeup was akin to a personal blow-- one that Miss Seikilos was decidedly unsympathetic about when Rose had voiced her concerns about the assignment. What were people who had no access to makeup supposed to do? Wouldn't those more skilled get higher grades than those who had no experiance? And, by God, Rose would be damned if she was going to fail her first assignment because she refused to let a stranger touch her! She narrowly did, too-- Had Emalia not overheard Rose's angered muttering that morning, and shared her own panic over not having done the assignment, then Rose absolutely would have taken the F (and then made a beeline for the Principal).

Ah, and there she was... Rose gave a friendly smile to Emalia. Though still bitter, the assignment was certainly not that girl's fault. The blonde was even... appreciative, really, at her tact. She hadn't pointed out Rose's chattering teeth or clenched fists as she fought against the nerves. Rose had watched Emalia like a hawk as she handled hundreds of dollar's worth of makeup-- an act, surprisingly, unwarrented. Emalia used each with delicate care, as if she could popssibly know the makeup's worth, both literal and emotinal. Though Rose's anxieties were not subtle (a rare moment of vulnerability, thrown at her that quiet morning), Emalia seemed to understand how best to behave. Frankly, Rose had afforded few positive thoughts for a dormmate before that morning.

Regardless, Rose would be late to her first class because she was applying her proper makeup. Hopefully Emalia would appreciate the outstandingly even cat-eye makeup, though...