Coco stepped back, holding a fluffy makeup brush in the air like a magic wand. He squinted at Aria's face in the brightly lit vanity mirror, tilting his head from side to side before letting out a satisfied gasp.
"Okay, hold perfectly still. If you twitch right now, I will accidentally give you a Joker smile, and we do not have the time to fix it," Coco warned, leaning in close with a tiny precision brush.
He carefully lined the outer corners of her mouth, blending the rich pigment before swiping a final, thick coat of clear gloss over the center.
"Yes," Coco announced, tossing the brush onto the table and clapping his hands together. "The glossy cherry red ties the whole look together. You are officially ready to be perceived by the masses."
Aria stood up from the makeup chair and turned side to side, admiring her reflection in the full-length mirror leaning against the wall.
