 ∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe
Cammy frowned a little bit, and stopped spinning. "maybe i'll stop spinning." Whether that was because of the threat of being sick, or the fact her mother was now in the room; she had no idea. She gave her mother a wave, and proceeded to bounce over near Tammy looking in the mirror. "I'm gonna use your make up Tam.." No asking, she dove her hand into the bag, and pulled out a bottle of purple nail polish. "Matches my dress." she commented, as she dropped into a seat, placed one hand flat on the table and undid the bottle.
Tammy chuckled softly as she placed the rest of her make up away. "Cammy, NO spilling." She warned, and found her way near to her best friend and his mother. "How long now?"
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