~༒~Hours go by and the sun begins to set as Vinnie, Dead and Necro chill in the house by themselves. Using their fun by creating more lyrics and blasting metal. Even though Vinnie was having a good time and caught up in the wind of it all, she wanted to go have fun somewhere else.
"Sure, if it's okay with Dead. You okay staying here alone?" Necro says turning down the music.
"I'm okay to go."
"You sure? You don't like big clubs unless you've got a microphone in your hand and Mayhem with you."
Dead let's out an annoyed grunt, "Let me put on my paint then we can go." He heads upstairs and slams the bathroom door.
"His paint?" Vinnie questions.
"His corpse makeup."
"Why don't you put it on?"
"It was never really my thing. Why don't you?"
Vinnie smirks, "I'd love to."
She's never tried attempting the eccentric makeup as she thought it'd take too long and her hands were too shaky. But this night she wanted to try something new. She had a badass outfit, now it needed the makeup to fit the look.
She runs up the stairs as she can hear Necro snickering and turning the music back up. She knocks on the bathroom door. Dead opens it for her as he gets out his set."What're doing?" He asks.
"I want to put some on."
He stands back up after grabbing the brushes from underneath the sink.
"Go ahead." He says handing her an extra makeup sponge to use.
Vinnie dips it in the ghost, white, makeup kit lying on the sink. She found it difficult to share such a small bathroom with one mirror and a little sink. But after about 5 minutes, Dead managed to finish. Vinnie was still outlining the black.
"Show off." She mutters.
He grabs the sponge out of her hand gently and turns to face her. Her back now against the closed door. He lifts the sponge up to her cheeks and begins to plaster the white against her skin. She stands there and lets it happen without another word. She lets out a tiny unexpected grin, out of excitement.
"Don't smile, you'll fuck up the makeup."
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Vinnie and Dead open the bathroom door and make their way downstairs. They walk into the kitchen to see Necrobutcher and Euronymous sitting down enjoying a couple beers.
"Well don't you two look adorable." Euronymous teases, sarcastically.
Necro flashes a smile, "It suits you, Vinnie." He takes the last sip of his drink.
"Where we heading?" interrupts Dead.
"There's a pretty sweet place downtown. Heard there's a gig playing there tonight. It'd be cool to go check out. See if they're as good as us." Necro slams his hands together.

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