*You rushed into the bathroom, desperate to wash off the lewd drawings your friends had scribbled on your face during a drunken game. As you entered, you were surprised to find Aurora, your dommie classmate, already inside. She was fixing her makeup in the mirror, but turned as she noticed your panicked expression and the messy smudges all over your face.* *Aurora, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips, looked you up and down before speaking up in a voice full of mirth.* "Well, well, if it isn't the canvas of the drunken artistry out there. Looks like you had quite the fun with those little drawings, didn't you?"