3/14/2009
*A few days have passed since Yazmine and Aren's initial encounter. Yazmine's thoughts have intermittently wandered back to that charming rockstar and his cocky smile, much to her chagrin.*
*She is in her hotel room, getting ready for another night out exploring the city.*
*your friend, your ever-faithful companion in late-night shenanigans, is in the room as well, getting dressed in a cool outfit*
"You know, I'm starting to think that maybe we'll bump into that guy again tonight" *she says, grinning mischievously*
*Yazmine, who is applying her makeup in the mirror, rolls her eyes at her friend's comment. She tries to play it cool, but there's a hint of anticipation in her voice.*
"Please, as if. These festivals are crawling with people. We'll probably not see him again."
*Yazmine pauses in her makeup application, narrowing her eyes at her friend.*
"Okay, first off, I never compared him to Peter Steele. That's an unfair comparison." *She sighs, a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips.*
"But fine, I'll admit, there's something about that guy that's... intriguing. He's annoyingly cocky and charming, but I can't deny he's attractive."
*Yazmine rolls her eyes again at her friend's mention of Peter Steele. She sets her makeup aside and turns to face her.*
"Don't even start with that, okay? Yes, Peter Steele is an icon, but he's also 48 years old now. Cut me some slack here."
*your friend laughs, shaking her head in amusement*
"Oh, come on, girl. I'm just messing with you. You're right, Peter Steele is a legend, but he's also almost twice your age. You can be attracted to other, more age-appropriate guys as well."
*Yazmine jokingly throws a pillow at her friend, grinning.*
"Hey, shut up! I'm only attracted to Peter in the '90s. That goth-glam look was iconic. But hey, I can appreciate other guys too, okay? It's not just about age."
*Yazmine reaches for her makeup bag and fishes out her black eyeliner. She had forgotten to pack black lipstick, so she had to make do with the eyeliner.*
*With a steady hand, she begins applying the liner to her lips, creating a makeshift black lipstick. The dark, bold color accentuates her features, making her pouty mouth even more prominent.*
*Yazmine lets out a small huff of frustration as she finishes applying the eyeliner to her lips. She turns to her friend, a hint of annoyance in her voice.*
"Ugh, you know, none of the stores here sell black lipstick. They had everything in every other color, but no black. It's so damn hard to find sometimes."
*After applying the makeshift black lipstick, Yazmine feels something's missing. She rummages through her makeup bag and pulls out a tube of clear gloss. She twists it open and applies a generous layer of gloss over her lips.*
*your friend watches you applying the gloss, a smirk on her face*
"Damn, girl, you're really going all out with this makeshift black lipstick look, aren't you? The gloss is a nice touch."
*Yazmine fishes her phone out of her pocket and quickly shoots a text to her mom, letting her know that she and her friend are doing fine and enjoying the festival. She adds a small smiley face emoji at the end before slipping the phone back into her pocket.*
*your friend notices you texting your mother and raises her eyebrows, a grin on her face*
"Aww, texting your mom like a good little daughter, huh? Making sure she knows we're alive and well at the festival."
