Room 311 [evening]

[weefeetbigboots]

Sometimes, it occurred to Kaylee that she was no good at most girlie-type things.

Which was why Sunday evening found her not with a wrench in her hand, but a makeup brush. She had a copy of Seventeen before her, and a few small pots -- blush, eyeshadow, shiny lip stuff!! -- before, and she was painstakingly rubbing the makeup onto her face

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[death_and_pies]

"...what are you doing?" Ned asked, hand poised to knock on the door frame. "Is there a second Halloween?"

[weefeetbigboots]

"...so you don't think it looks pretty neither?" Kaylee asked, frowning a little. "I was playin' with makeup."

[death_and_pies]

"Oh, no, I, uh..." He frowned, shoulders scrunching up. "I'm just going to..."

He pointed down the hall.

"Try coming back again and not make you frown."

[weefeetbigboots]

"No!" Kaylee squeaked, bouncing up and over to him. "Don't do that! I'm frownin' at my not bein' able t'do girlie stuff right, not you! You make me smile. All the time. Like this."

She smiled widely. Which may have been a bit terrifying, given her rather whoreish makeup job.

[finding_x_dream]

"Supposedly, there's an art to putting it on," Agnes told her with a shrug, from the doorway.

What are you doing butting in like that? You barely even know her!

She flushed a little pink. "Um. So I hear, anyway."

[weefeetbigboots]

"I keep thinkin' that," Kaylee admitted, smiling over at her. "But it looks so easy!"

[finding_x_dream]

"All I know is, it cakes, it runs, it makes you break out in spots all over, and comes right off if you even think about sweating." Agnes frowned. "Some people can pull it off. They like to mock the rest of us behind our backs." No, this wasn't just idle speculation.

[weefeetbigboots]

Kaylee frowned a little. "Yeah, I never really wear it much. I got some lipstuff for prom! An' that looked okay. An' Claudia did it all pretty for me once. But I was tryin' t'see if I could put it on all by m'self for once. It ain't workin', I think."