Luke completely forgot about the party until an hour and thirty minutes before the party started when Tim came to his workshop nearly breaking the door down and pulling him back home to have a bath and to dress up for the party.
"You are so f**king lucky I'm allowed to drink booze or you are on your own," Luke said in annoyance while Tim was decorating his hair with small white flowers.
"You are going to be the belle at the ball," Tim said excitedly. "Okay now for your makeup," he said.
'Why are you excited about this?' Luke thought seeing Tim bringing out what looked like a makeup kit.
"When did you get those?" Luke asked in surprise.
"I went to meet your tailor friend yesterday and asked her where to buy makeup and jewelry for you," Tim replied. "This will take a while that's why I cushioned your a**."
"Thank you for thinking of cushioning my fragile a**," Luke said sarcastically and proceeded to roll his eyes.
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