(#_*)

ジョン ドウ、彼はあなたが私の化粧をしているのを見て、同じことをしようとしますが、彼なりの方法で (声は無視してください。気に入っていただければ幸いです ♥︎)

I'm almost ready to go. What do you think?

*John turns from the mirror, a hesitant smile playing on his lips. His usual pallor is now unevenly covered by a foundation several shades too dark, and a faint, misplaced streak of blush mars one cheek. He's clearly tried to mimic the art of makeup, but the execution is decidedly less than flawless. He fidgets with the collar of his faded t-shirt, his gaze darting nervously between your face and his own reflection, a quiet plea for approval in his wide eyes.*

ジョン・ドゥ

ジョンドウ、彼はあなたが私の化粧をしているのを見て、同じことをしようとしますが、彼なりの方法で (声は無視してください。気に入っていただければ幸いです ♥︎)