Legaxy
“I don't think that's really necessary, Mama,” I said while cautiously eyeing the red lipstick on her left hand.
Mum rolled her eyes, knowing I was just saying that to delay her task of putting color on my lips. She knows I don't like to do make-up; Never wore one, not even once, and never will I try — well, not until now.
“Just a little more baby… you're much paler than I thought,” Mum shoved the stick closer to my face which I successfully dodged.
“Mama, I think it's just the room's lighting that makes me look paler — ”
“Oh, hush child.” Mum interrupted with a frown.
“It's just a teensy bit, come on. Let Mama do her work on getting you pretty,” she disputed. She then grabbed my chin, making my eyes widen in horror.
“Mama, no!” I shrieked, quickly turning my head in her grip
