"Indigo you're next" pivoting I take a glance at Watson my manager. Ugh, I loathe him. Turning away I overlooking him, turning back around to the mirror, begin applying some red lipstick, and then I settle my dull dark colored hair. After I'm altogether done, I take a glance at disliking who I saw gazing back at me. I was holding my tears in attempting to be solid. Taking a full breath, I get up and get my robe; before I put it on the robe I get a look at my outfit. It's a dark undergarment bra, red thong, with a dark skirt that is higher than my butt and red pumps.