Not So Professional

Rican turned startled by witnessing that view in front of his eyes. She was applying some kind of paste on her face which was dripping all over her hands and was even staining the furniture along with her clothes. Her eyes were completely focused on the mirror in front of her. She was looking so engrossed that it felt like she was doing the most important work of her life but his gaze enlarged more when he saw her licking her finger. Did she just eat that paste? What the fuck?

He walked towards her and stood behind her. Rican looked at her reflection in the mirror like she had come from another planet.

“Oh…you here?” she passed him a smile and then turned to face him. He wanted to laugh at her state because she was exactly looking out of this world.

“What are you doing?” he asked her, giving weird glances at that yellow colour mask which was dripping from her face.

“Oh…this?” she grabbed that glass bowl in which she had prepared that homemade mask on her own.

“It’s NSHMFM,” she told