A week later Lisa sat in front of the dresser in her bedroom, with her best friend standing behind her.“Stop squirming,” Pix said, running a comb through Lisa’s long hair.“Is this really necessary? I know some of them that don’t put on makeup,” Lisa complained.“You are going to be an assistant to a CEO, there are expectations of how you must look you know,” Pix answered, moving to dab some powder onto Lisa’s cheeks.“You know so much about them, you should go instead of me,” Lisa grumbled, pouting.“You know just as much as me sweetheart, you have the lives of millions of prerogatives to draw from, plus your boss would never allow it,” Pix countered with a smile.“I know, but I never really pay attention when I’m on the job. This sucks Pix,” Lisa groaned.Pix placed her hand on Lisa’s shoulder and squeezed gently.“You will be okay Liss.”Lisa put her hand on top of Pix’s and smiled, grateful for her friend’s presence. The two had been inseparable ever since they had woken up toget
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