ZORA

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"Would you at least let me do your make up? It's ten minutes before the party and you can't be late."

"Two faced people aren't really my thing."

She stared at me in annoyance and pressed her lips tightly.

"Besides I can do my make up myself. I don't need a babysitter."

"If you say that, then I have no purpose here and Beta Wesley would have to throw me out and I'd be killed for real this time."

"Who's going to kill you?"

She went silent.

Something clicked in my head, "did you ...