[Syari]

"I appeared to have found a nose and mouth underneath the table, this will work out well for the moment.." The female stated, squishing said objects onto her face as if she were Mr. Potato Head.

Syari turned to the female flaunting her long locks of hair and frowned with jealousy. She stood, brushed herself down and then began to stalk the woman, with a magic'd up pair of scissors within her hands.

"Preciouuuus."