Alexander waited for her to change, not really caring that he was shirtless in the parking lot. When the girl emerged, throwing her dress at him, he walked into the room to change into it. He was scarily skinny, and fit into it just fine. Walking over to the bathroom, he couldn’t help but laugh at himself as he turned on the hair dresser, spending a few minutes using the heat to straighten it out. It was blonde on the ends, so it really helped sell the illusion that he was a woman. Staring at his face, he knew he still looked too much like a man. Pulling out the eyeliner from his pocket, he spent what felt like hours winging his eyeliner and melting it to use as mascara, or at least he hoped that’s what he was doing. It helped that his wife was a makeup artist with a sadistic taste for putting makeup onto him. He shook his head at himself as he tucked the pencil back into his pocket. In his defense, it was his wife’s, and she gave it to him when he told her of his plan. He didn’t question it, his wife was about as weird as he was, really.
Walking out of the bathroom, he took his sweater and threw it on, pulling his combat boots back on, the went to show her. “I feel ridiculous, but I’m glad that my wife was a makeup artist.” He spoke, running his hand through his oddly straight hair. “I think I need sunglasses, otherwise I’ll look like a really weird guy.” He muttered, pulling the pair out of the van. Forcing his voice up an octave, He asked her if she was ready to go. “Wait,” he then spoke, pulling the beanie out of the back seat, pulling her hair up and tucking it into the hat. “There, no man has perfect blonde hair.” He told her with a smirk. “Then again, no man carries his wife’s eyeliner in his pocket, either.” He let out a self-deprecating laugh. Shoving his hands into the sweatshirt, he looked across the street at the corner store. “Nothing too serious, just a five finger discount for some food, maybe some cash.” He said with a sing-song voice as he went to cross the street. “Slouch a little, walk like a football player.” He told her, laughing as he nearly tripped over himself trying to walk straight.
