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"Well, I suppose if there’s anyone who can pull off a ‘beautiful’ you, it’s gonna be me.”
He tore himself away from her mirror and plopped back into his designated seat. “So come,” he said, lavishly spreading his limbs every which way while letting his head loll back. “Paint me like one of your Kalosian girls.”
The next moment he snapped his head back up. “Though, more seriously, what do I, like, gotta do for this? Is there a manual?”
He’d never gotten his make-up done before. How did eyeliner work?














