Sweet for the Heart

The line clicked dead and that was when reality sank in that Ace was standing right in front of my building and I’m supposed to go see him.

Oh, my goodness! Where is my lipstick?!

Before I realized how illogical and crazy my actions were, I was already in front of the mirror in the entry way of my room with a lipstick in my hand. Why did I have to look so pale today of all days?

Because I had planned to stay in all day, I didn’t have a trace of make up on and with the many things that had happened over the course of a few days, my skin didn’t retain any of its usual healthy glow. I applied some pink tone lipstick to my lips before reaching for my blush powder.

I don’t have time for this. Ace is waiting downstairs!

After checking that I no longer looked like a corpse, I headed out of my room and down to where Ace was waiting. I cursed myself silently at how much I cared about what he thought about appearance. It’s supposed to be normal for me to want to look at least presentable in