Room 511, Wednesday Afternoon

[wasthecuteone]

Petra owned...a lot of makeup. Like a lot. Her collection had been severely damaged by, you know, the whole plane crash thing, but she'd been steadily re-amassing items since then. She also owned a lot of hair stuff, and accessories. So, this afternoon, she'd hauled just about everything out and was ready and enthusiastically willing to help

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[regretiz4suckas]

Knock-knock, knockity-knock on the doorframe, and then Kenzi was there with a array of wigs.

"So, what do you think? Blonde? Red? Pink?"

[wasthecuteone]

"Not blonde," Petra decided first thing. "I kind of like the pink one."

[regretiz4suckas]

"Hmmmm," Kenzi said, voice pleased. "Let's seeeee." She pulled her hair back and put it under the wig, then had to admit, "There is a good reason I bought it. It's mega-cute. What've you got going?"

[wasthecuteone]

Petra held up the blue lipstick. "Trying to figure out why I bought this, and what to do with it now that I have it."