Ultimate Drag Queen Rantaro and Ultimate Ex-In Korekiyo Interaction (V3 Talentswap AU)
Rantaro: So.....this...should do it....*walks back and shows the mirror* Do you like it?
Korekiyo: *glances at his face with a smile* I do...thank you very much. You sure know a lot about make-up.
Rantaro: Yeah I mean, as a drag queen I kinda have to figure out, how to use it. *chuckles to himself* Gotta look all pretty on stage.
Korekiyo: Kukuku...of course. I should have considered that.
Rantaro: Yeah, but don't worry. I am surprised that you came to me though, for some make-up tips.
Korekiyo: And why is that?
Rantaro: Because you don't seem like the type of guy, who'd wear make-up. *smiles sheepishly* No offense...
Korekiyo: None taken. But see, my face could use a nice touch up. A worker at the psychiatry commented that I was looking so tired and dead, which is why I came to you. To not scare the patients.
Rantaro: Right..an ex-in. What's that job again?
Korekiyo: Simple. I give the patients my own experience, regarding my stay in the psychiatry and my experiences with certain medications and as to, how they can feel better overall. And of course, I listen to their problems and worries.
Rantaro: Gee...that sounds like a lot of work.
Korekiyo: Kukuku...it is. But I do not mind. I like working in this place, it feels...healing.
Rantaro: Makes sense....but say, Kiyo.
Korekiyo: Yes?
Rantaro: Since an ex-in is someone, who was in the psychiatry once before, does that mean that...you know.
Korekyio: Ah. *stops smiling and Rantaro frowns*
Rantaro: Sorry...guess that was too personal.
Korekiyo: No need to...it was justified. To answer your question, yes. I was there...a long time ago.
Rantaro: I see....*sighs* Well....anyways, I have to go now. Have a performance at the theater later and gotta still work on some more poses.
Korekiyo: Of course. *nods* See you later, Rantaro. I shall watch your show next time, when I have the chance.
Rantaro: That sounds great. See you.
*With that, Rantaro walked off and Korekiyo looked into the mirror, of his room. For a moment, he thought he saw someone smiling at him. HER, to be exact. But....he must have imagined it. It....it's okay....*
*It's...not okay**
The End
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