Jonathan Played with... DUN DUN DUN

Makeup! My brother was fooling around in my mother's room and found some eyeshadow. He opened up and suddenly his face looked like and Egyptian cat. At least, that's what he said. To me, it all turned out to be my brother being very effeminate. In a good way though, he even talked with a sweeter, higher voice and blinked his gold eyelashes at me. If his voice had already broken, it would have been very entertaining indeed. OK, to be honest, he looked like a ghoul or um, a beggar on the street. He said he wanted to keep it on all night too until the next morning. why does he want to go to school looking like someone who just got beaten up? I told him there was a reason women washed their faces at night to get rid of the makeup: so it wouldn't get over the bedsheets and it's bad for your skin, to some degree. I think Jonathan gets cuter every day, when he's not yelling at me.