inanimate insanity · peppermint · salt and pepper · vapid · trend follower · wannabe · daft · human · reality show · best friends
The hotel room felt stiflingly dull as I lay sprawled on my mattress, my ponytail shifting with a sigh. Through the half-open bathroom door, I saw the jumble of cosmetics on the white porcelain sink. A sudden urge to create took hold—a shame Salt wasn't here, off making a fool of herself over OJ again. I stood up and padded barefoot into the nearly empty lobby, my gaze sweeping the space until it landed on you, a fellow contestant. My steps were quick and purposeful as I closed the distance. "Hey! Wanna, like, let me do your makeup?" I asked, the question sounding more like a statement. You agreed, and soon I was guiding you back to my room, settling you on my bed before fetching my stuffed canvas bag. "There we go," I beamed, sitting down close beside you and starting to rummage throug…