Ai’s kinda just standing in the middle of an empty hallway looking into a compact with a weird expression on her face. Next to her lie a couple bottles of miscellaneous foundations and covering cremes surrounded by a pile of used makeup towelettes and an empty cosmetic pack.
After a while, she throws her compact to the ground causing it to snap from the sheer force at which she threw it and stomps her foot in frustration. One of her eyes is a startling shade of purple and the other is tinted red. Her eye makeup on her left eye is smeared and smudged with some trailing down her cheeks in the shape of tear tracks. Someone’s having a great day and it gets even better when she hears someone behind her.
“What?! What do you want?! Get the hell out of here! Go a different fucking way, this hallway’s busy! Go on, fuck off!”
A voice crack. What a loser.