Rose

Makeover Madness || Rose and Cassie

Cassie was such a whimp, honestly, they were just heels. If she couldn't handle that, how could she handle anything else? That was the question. It wasn't so hard to ignore the pain. She downed a shot she'd picked up from a tray, and looked back at her companion, "woman up, Cass. You're a Gryffindor. Simple heels shouldn't be wearing you down." She said and picked up two more shots, and passed one over to the blonde. "Trust me, you'll be wearing more before the year is over." She smiled and shrugged, "it's a gift."

Oh, yes.

That's why it's annual, Roxie. Imagine how dull Hogwarts would be otherwise. It's depressing to even think about.

I should’ve put more comfortable shoes.

You better not be thinking of taking them off.

Well thanks, Rosie Posie. I’ve been getting some nasty looks from your family these days, so I appreciate the sweet words from your immaculately lipsticked lips. 

My pleasure.

That makes it sound a little more appealing. Alright then. *She sits down, still not sure what to make of the whole thing* Okay, Ro, work your magic!

Of course it does. She takes out the cut sock, a bag of bobby pins, a hair brush and an elastic, and places her purse on the bench beside Cassie. She smiles to herself and goes to work. She brushes the girl's hair up, ties it with a ponytail, and puts the hair through the sock. She pins strands of hair one by one, making sure the bobby pins hold everything right into place, then moves around in front of the blonde, and pulls a few strands of hair to shape up her face. She pulls away slightly, admiring her work, before taking out the mirror from her purse and placing it in front of her. Gorgeous. She said, mostly in regards to her work than the girl, but she left it open as a compliment. After all, the girl wasn't horrible looking either.

What’s a sockbun? That doesn’t sound like a good thing. Socks in your hair? But I guess…. if you really want to…

It's just one sock, two socks or more would be way weird. And you're talking to me here, Cass. If I say it's in, then it's in. Sit down over there, come on, she coaxes the girl to the the seat nearest to them.

Teasing? You were - oh, you were talking to her. Right. Of course. My bad. 

You're ridiculously adorable, I've gotta say.

Sophia was a little worried when the redhead started to mess with her hair. “Is she going to get me bald?” she asked herself, but trusted with literal closed eyes. When she opened them she saw herself into the mirror: Prettier than ever. "Rose, this is amazing! You should totally be a hairdresser! Thank you!" she said while pulling Rose for a big warm hug.

It's a gift. She shrugged and smiled cutely before she was surprised into a hug. She let out a silent chuckle and put her arms loosely around the girl and patted her back, before pulling away slightly. She studied the girl a little more and nodded, I was definitely right. You should wear them more often. Imagine all of the people you could leave in your wake.

Would it really? Would you really?

Abraham, don't tease me! I was talking to her. You don't have nearly enough hair to put in a bun, unless you want it in a mini bun or something.

I’ll trust you. You can do anything you want.

As you should. She picked up her hair, not to light, not to heavy, perfect! She though to herself. She took out the brush from her purse and started to brush the girl's hair upwards, letting it fall in her hand as she went until she was satisfied. She tied the brunette's hair in a pony tail before rummaging through her purse once more to pull out a cut sock from her back, don't worry it hasn't been used. She reassured her before she put the sock through her hair. She worked at the hair, placing bobby pins until she felt satisfied with it, and then came back around to face the girl, and pulled a few strands of hair around her face. Voila! She pulled out the mirror from her bag and placed it in front of the girl.

You should totally do my hair! I accept!

Fantastic! How about you sit on that bench over there, and I'll do my thing, yeah?