Bad Moon Rising

Moon rolls the lipstick on. Her eyes roll up into her head.

“Fuck, this feels good.”

“Wait until you see how hot you look.”

“Show me! I need a mirror.”

You hold up your compact.

“Fuck I look good. Don’t wipe it off just yet Gracie.”

“Are you sure, Moon? You don’t feel any different?”

“I feel fine, Gracie. I don’t know what I so worried about. After all, it’s just makeup.”

Moon’s lips curl into a smile.

“See we can laugh about it.”

“I was being so silly, looking good doesn’t make you evil. Try it on. I know you’ll look great.”

You smile and bring the tube of lipstick near your lips. You enjoy the look of eager anticipation on Moon’s face.

Finally, you apply it. Pursing your lips, you enjoy the wicked sensation of EvilGlam Black.

Moon no longer contains her evil grin. “Well I guess you won’t be taking my lipstick off anytime soon.”

“Why would I want to do that, after working so hard to get you to try it?”

“You deceptive bitch. You’re amazing. Almost as amazing as this fucking color. Let’s go find some better clothes than this granola crap I’m wearing,”