naaat mine. these character are JK's (Jk Rowling that is)
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Lily regarded her friend who stood before the mirror, carefully applying her second coat of mascara.
"Why are you putting on makeup Dorcas? We're just going to the store."
Dorcas leaned back a second and scrunched her face into a look of contemplation. She shrugged. "You never know when you might meet your soul mate".
She resumed her meticulous application.
Well if that wasn't one of the stupidest things Dorcas had ever said, Lily would eat her own wand. She said as much, and then added, "I should hope your soul mate wouldn't mind seeing you without makeup".
Again Dorcas stopped her ministrations to respond. "well my dear, I should hope," and here she straightened and looked down at her friend imperiously, "that my soul mate would have higher standards than to go and fall for some uncouth, un-made up heathen," And at the word heathen she launched a nearby pillow at Lily.
After fighting off the well-aimed pillow, brushing back her hair from her face, and rolling her eyes, Lily fell backwards onto her bed.
The fourteen year old hoped her soul mate didn't mind a makeup-less face (he didn't).