Lip gloss, eyeliner, blush, foundation, eyeshadow. All those items seemed so strange to Quinn, yet she knew almost everything about them. Well, at least what internet instructed her to do. It was a hard task, but with some practice and lots of make up remover, she reached the fine line between pretty and acceptable. Her skin seemed a bit lighter, the eyshadow bothered her eyes making them water a little, the lip gloss was a bit out of place. It was acceptable anyway.
That night, Quinn looked at herself in the mirror and found a new person. It was a slightly fake version of her, one she wouldn't dream about even in her wildest dream. Yet, there she was, on her red dress and ironed hair. Not a surprise that Liam didn't recognize her at first, she didn't recognize herself as well.
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