~*articulate what forever smoulders*~ by chocolateless NR

"You're noticing my eyelashes, aren't you?" the ginger haired youth says excitedly. "Uh, yeah.. I guess" you mumble, wondering how you're going to get him to leave. "I wasn't born with them... It's MAYBESHEEN... a new mascara that gives you a sheen of colour." Wondering why he is telling you this, you joke, "Oh, and I guess Charlie Sheen invented it, huh?" "YES! How did you know?" he nods frantically, his blackened lashes flickering with excitement. You mumble something about...