[Fuming, and still dripping wet (especially from her hair), Perona drops Lee on the floor of her kitchen and stomps back to her room to properly dry off and change. She's out in just about twenty minutes, having haphazardly thrown together a comfortable outfit just for the moment - gray denim skinny jeans and a black, loose sleeve shirt that has RIP printed over the chest and white ruffles at the sleeves.
Her hair is still a damp, messy tangle of pink waves and curls, and...gasp, she doesn't have any make up on, either. Perona didn't have time to put on any, not even her eyeliner. A rare sight to behold, feel lucky, Lee.]
[Action]
Her hair is still a damp, messy tangle of pink waves and curls, and...gasp, she doesn't have any make up on, either. Perona didn't have time to put on any, not even her eyeliner. A rare sight to behold, feel lucky, Lee.]
Are you finished, green monkey?