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-Still Lukes POV-

When we got home Dakota went through her facemask collection.

"This isn't the one that hurts right?" I asked looking at the description.

"No these don't hurt, the one that hurts is the charcoal one."

"And this isn't charcoal one?"

"Luke it literally says avocado on it."

"I just don't want it to hurt."

"I promise it won't hurt."

I let her spread the green substance all over my face, "It's kinda cold."

"I know, you'll get used to it."

I sat on my bed and watched Dakota apply some of the facemasks to her own face. She didn't apply it to where her face was cut up but she put it everywhere else.

"You look pretty," I smiled as she walked back out to me.

"You look like Squidward," She said grinning and trying not to laugh.

"And you look like a smurf."

She giggled and sat down next to me.

"You're a cute little smurf."

She laid down on the bed and looked at me.

"Are you gonna join?" She asked patting the bed next to her.

"Duh."

I crawled into the bed next to her, "Let's watch something."

I grabbed the TV remote and my PlayStation controller.

"Let's watch The Haunting of Hill House."

"Is it scary?"

"A little bit, but it's ok I'm here."

We watched a few minutes of the show until it was time for us to take our facemasks off. Dakota grabbed my hand while getting off of the bed dragging me out of bed and into the bathroom.

I took mine off first, "You gotta pat dry your face." Dakota said passing me a towel.

I dried my face and she carefully washed her face to avoid getting the facemask in her cuts.

"Ow shit," She hissed.

"Does it still burn?" I asked

"Yea," She simply said drying her face.

I was sitting on my bathroom counter watching her take care of her face.

"Do you need something?"

"No, I'm ok."

"Are you sure?"

"Yea," She looked up at me smiling.

I smiled and hopped off my counter.

"Netflix time," I said grabbing her hand.

We walked back over to my bed and I jumped in.

"C'mon," I opened my arms.

"Wait we should change into pajamas."

"Good idea."

I walked over to my closet and she walked to her actual room to grab some clothes. I changed into some random shorts and left my shirt off,

"Dakota I'm getting popcorn," I called down the hall.

"Ok," I heard her respond from the room.

I went into the kitchen and grabbed Dakota's favorite skinny pop popcorn, I also grabbed 2 red Gatorade because I also knew it was her favorite.