Heather's day starts to go downhill

The three girls were standing in a triangle in front of the sinks and mirrors. Heather had her arms crossed, her friend Tiffany had her hands behind her back, and Jordanna was tucking in her shirt tail. You walk over and devise a plan. You reach into Tiffany's purse and get her lipstick. You smear it all over her upper lip. Then you do the same to Jordanna.
You hide in a stall and restart time.

"Oh my God, Michelle Young had on the ugliest skirt I've ever seen!" said Heather. She then looked at Jordanna. "What's that on your lip?"

Jordanna turned to the mirror. "Oh my god! What the hell?"

Tiffany had glanced in the mirror and noticed the same thing. "Shit, my lipstick is everywhere."

As you planned, both of Heather's friends were standing in front of a sink and wiping lipstick off their upper lips. Heather stood behind them with an amused smile.
You stop time.

Jordanna is wearing low-rise jeans and a too-small t-shirt. You unde her pants and see she's wearing a thong. You move her thong to the side. You then go to Tiffany who's wearing a white denim skirt. You lift up the skirt and notice she's wearing a thong too. You take Heather's forefingers and shove each as far as you can up a friends's asshole. You laugh as Heather's amused smile is still on her face knowing she won't feel that way for long.