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β π¦Ή Χ ππ ΰ³β the v preserved her physionomy very well over the years . she was not immune to change and evolution, even less so regretion . it was an old acquaintance she liked and learned to ignore over the years for her own good . she saw what old age did to men, women and in fact just people in general . even supes like herself . beauty . she had always been beautiful, in every moment of her life; the best and the worst . what a nightmare it would be to resemble a rotten fruit, she thought every morning when she admired her reflection in the mirror .Β
though there were days that didnβt preoccupy her as much as it usually should. on other days, she wore clothes accompanying her ethereal features, wearing lipstick that always matched her fits, long hair thrown in whatever hairstyle she felt like having . today, for instance, she only wore her ivory silk sleeping gown, feet stuffed in her fluffy slippers while she lazily tended to some tasks around the house she shared with her . she who has been living with her for a long time now .Β
β oh my god, β the words slipped through her lips in a gasp. the angel lifted her eyes from her book. she straightened in her sitting position against the bed frame. even though shock was painted all over her face, she couldn't help but admire the sight the mirror reflected back .
β whatβs wrong,β the second she pronounced her name, her lover was quick to meet her cerulean eyes through the looking glass. her french tipped nails nervously combed through the tangled strands curling each end of your braids .Β
β i forgot to replace my favorite lipstick . i was downtown yesterday afternoon and i completely forgot about that. so now i canβt do my lip combo . βΒ
private angel gets out of the bed and crosses a few meters to stand beside her in front of their vanity . the blonde doesnβt say much and just searches through the drawer until she pulls out the object she was looking for and hands it to her . β here, take mine. β
her eyes danced between the supeβs face and the lipstick she held in her direction before smiling and pressing her naked lips against her cheek. β thanks baby.β
of course, she was prettier in every way that mattered . despite loving the personality that had been beside her in the dark ages, private angel couldnβt stop gazing at your self . she wore everything perfectly, from the make ups down to the shoes she wore . that dress suited the belle way perfectly for it not having been designed specially for her . the blonde observed her as her sweetheart slid her lip brush against the sharp angle tip of her pink lipstick before applying it over the fullness of her lip . maybe she was the real angel between them, spreading her arms like wings before she even got to crash in a tight embrace .Β
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