Sitting down on the bed, June took care to remain still. The last thing she needed was to accidentally mess this up right at the end.
"I'm going to start by dying your hair. Hold still." May cooed and got to dying June's hair. Surprisingly easy, even if it did take some time for the coordinator to get through all the tangles in June's hair. "From now on, you'll be following a specific haircare routine. Do I make myself clear?"
June flashed a thumbs-up, just catching a glimpse of a make-up kit. Closing her eyes out of instinct, she could already feel May's handiwork. While she had gotten her face done up in the past, this felt incredibly different from that. Like the sort that one sister would do to another. If that somehow made sense.
"You can open your eyes now."
June opened her eyes, only for a contact to be set in. Holding still for the other eye, then it was just a matter of getting the contacts on right.
"What do you think?" May inquired and thrusted a mirror in front of June's face. Staring in, a near carbon copy of May stared back. The only difference between the two seemed to be the lack of a bandana on June's head. But that could be looked past.
What do May and June do now?
