Clara combs her fingers through her thick hair, Tobias and Ryan’s laughs could be heard from below. Indicating that the duties of the Suntra hosts were complete and the night-time festivity preparations are ready. Lyric stands behind a seated Clara “Sit still, you’re making yourself look as if you’ve been dragged through a bush” Huffing Clara slaps her hands on her thighs, allowing Lyric to work her magic.
“Why do you make it look so easy? You’re literally perfect with minimal effort!” Lyric flips her hair over her shoulder.
“I know” She follows with a light chortle before braiding small random plaits into her friend’s hair. “Your night dress is gorgeous, a lot of eyes will be on you tonight” Clara rolls her eyes in response.
“That’s making me feel much better…”
“No pressure, or anyth
