“how long did it take to do that wing ? ? I SUCK at making it perfect ! ! “ He got it PERFECTLY on – she’s seriously wondering if he’s truly even HUMAN at this point . NO WING has been this perfect … expect for the one’s on youtube –BUT– but , they were PRACTICALLY professionals . It takes her at least an HOUR to do one wing ( if she’s lucky ) . could vampires even do make up ? ? there’s that whole ‘ not being able to look at yourself in the mirror ‘ issue — UNLESS! ! they make someone else do it for them . would Lucien even allow his dad to touch his face ? ? or maybe - MAYBE there’s an actual whole COVEN in their household with maid vampires — NO . BUTLER VAMPIRES ! ! She wouldn’t mind wearing a fancy smancy suit . it’d look good on her . brown hues glanced up at the teen , they are basically SCREAMING ‘ bite me ‘ if he WAS a vampire now . “ it looks so good on you ! ! mind giving me some tips ? ? help a gal out , eh ? ”
COMPLIMENTS ALWAYS CAME AS A SURPRISE TO LUCIEN, especially with regarding such things as his MAKEUP, most had found it to be TOO HEAVY, at the least offensive, and all other comments only got WORSE from there. ❝… Been practicing for years, never saw it as much of a big deal, though. It’s whatever. Just watched some videos and all. Uh, I think there’s stencil kits somewhere, too,❞ he AWKWARDLY ran his fingers through his hair, almost uncomfortable with how talkative Amanda had turned him for the time being, yet, he couldn’t help but feel a small GRIN teasing at the corners of thin lips.❝Y’know, growing up with a GOTH DAD sorta teaches you a thing or two about how to apply makeup and shit. Just be glad you hadn’t seen me in middle school.❞ ❝… Not really the ‘advice’ kinda guy, but maybe I’ll line your eyes for you later or whatever, just because you don’t seem to be a massive shitbag. Don’t tell anyone I said that, though.❞
❝…. Is there even vegetarian options here? All I’m seeing is meat and more meat. I mean, whatever, I guess. I could just drink a cup of sour cream and call it a day,❞ it was a dry joke, but whatever. ❝Why’re you even dragging me here, ANYWAYS?❞ Lucien crosses his arm, leaning against the nearest wall as he made a VAGUE ATTEMPT to look like he was standing in line next to Amanda. ❝Even the salad has chicken in it, what the FUCK?❞