Later that evening, rain harshly trikles on the tiled roofs. Silver zaps of lighting struck the leaden sky, followed by an ear-piercing clap of thunder leaving the air shaking in its wake.
Indifferent of the clamour and the wind's strong howls assaulting the shutters of her window, Lillie stood in front of the mirror of her room's bathroom and began to peel off her fake skin.
Deft fingers meticulously removes the limpet off her face, gentle to not tear it apart. It left her skin slightly raw and tender, just as she expected.
"Smiling so much really makes one's cheeks hurt." Lillie gentle massaged her sore cheeks.
The redness of her face would recede from view on its own eventually after she takes a shower so she didn't bother with it for a moment.
Platinum blonde locks uncoiled and cascaded over her back, taking a breathe of air as it was finally relieved from the brown wig that contained it.