I watched as my friend Bita applied finishing touches to her make-up. I was all set up for this place we were both going to, this place Bita had called a “surprise”.
“How do I look?” Bita asked turning to face me. The makeup was too much, the eyeliner smudge at the side of her eyes, the foundation too noticeable, the lipstick nastily applied also but I didn’t want to offend my friend.
” You look beautiful” I replied with a smile but the word felt stale in my mouth.
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