Fnaf Glamrock Foxy Novels & Stories

she insisted with an impish grin, spinning me around to face the mirror. Over the next hour, Anna worked her makeup artistry with the zeal of a master painter layering acrylics on a fresh canvas. Lush sweeps of eyeshadow, expertly winged eyeliner, and lashings of mascara transformed my face into a vibrant explosion of glamour. "Damn girl, you're making me look like a troll beside you!" she complained as she fussed with my hair, teasing it into an intricate cascade of auburn waves and curls. I just laughed and batted her arm away playfully. "Oh please, everyone knows you're the hottie in this friendship. You're just making sure I clean up well enough not to embarrass you tonight!"