Pen wakes up at about four in the afternoon. It takes her a few seconds to remember why she's here, but then she remembers and starts looking for Cindy.
Pen arranges the necessary supplies, and sits him down, and hops into his lap, where she sits crosslegged and starts painting.
His ordinary makeup isn't tidy enough for her lack of dexterity to make much visible difference, except there's more smears of pink where the white and red mix, and she draws a smiley face on his left cheek.
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"And there's this stuff," he adds, giving the K'nex box on the floor a gentle, indicative kick. "It looked fun."
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And then he says, "I'm gonna go out again. You wanna do my makeup?"
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His ordinary makeup isn't tidy enough for her lack of dexterity to make much visible difference, except there's more smears of pink where the white and red mix, and she draws a smiley face on his left cheek.
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"Perfect," he says, hugging her.
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