#* dm

@rkxiao

she’s got a backpack thrown over shoulders, supplies packed neatly, fingers wrapped around the straps as she walks down the street, a proper spring in her step and earbuds in her ears. she walks in time with the cadence of the bass line, head bopping from side to side as she hums along with the melody. meng meiqi is always in a good mood, but she’s always in her best of moods when she’s going to see friends and spend time with them. it takes her no time at all to reach cheng xiao’s front door, and with a series of taps on the door, she knocks, patiently awaiting her friend to answer it.

it’s cheng xiao’s birthday, and meiqi has oh so graciously offered a free hair dye as a birthday present (she’s not actually that cheap---she’s actually got another gift packed away along with all the supplies in her backpack) and today was the day she was going to help her friend switch to a nice, darker color, appropriate for the fall and, just in case, she’s also brought along some makeup essentials to help complete the look.