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“Please?” Khaos begs with the hardest puppy dog eyes I’ve ever seen.

“It’ll be really funny!” I add.

“Do I have to wear makeup?”

“No,” Khaos and I both say.

“Unless—” she starts.

“As long as I don’t have to wear makeup, I’ll do it.”

“Woo!” she cheers, shoving her margarita glass high in the air and turning on her heel to tell everyone outside. “We got’em!”

“Do you carry this much equipment with you wherever you go?” Isaiah asks me as I turn on my ring light which blinds us in the bathroom.

“Of course. I’m a content creator. Okay, so I’ve already shot the intro, so all we need to do now is film you applying makeup. Camera rolling,” I say, placing my clear travel makeup case in front of him.

His eye brows pinch. “All of this? You use all of this?”

“Just pick out what you think will do the job,” I smile, knowing that probably makes him more confused.

Muttering something, he fingers through everything. He picks up a tube and reads, “What's a high spreadability silicone primer?”

I shrug playfully. “Use it and find out.”

“I’m gonna look like an idiot doing this.”

“Oh,” I chuckle, “I think we’re gonna be the ones looking dumb, not you.”

“That’s reassuring.” Isaiah opens a matte finishingpowder and grunts before pressinghis fingersin it. “Here’s goes nothing.”

His index and middle finger glide over my cheek, and I can barely suppress my laughter. “What?” he asks, moving his fingers over my forehead.

“Nothing.”

“You’re making a face.”

“No I’m not. You’re doing great, Coach.”

“You know, when I took this job, I didn’t realize I’d be the team’s makeup artist.”

“You’re a man of many talents.”

Isaiah finishes with the powder and grabs for a stick. He reads it, “Berry Me in Sunshine cream blush? Whatever.”

With an unsure hand, he swipes it across my cheek and applies way too much, then tries to correct it, but the blush ends up everywhere.

“What’s the point of this video anyway?”

“Well it’s a trend,” I say. “Therefore will bring attention to our team. But it’s also about showing people they can be both feminine and masculine to whatever degree that means. For instance, I love makeup and it makes me feel powerful. That’s why I wear lipstick and mascara on the field.”

“Oh shit,” he whispers to himself. “I forgot about mascara.”

“Some of the players today will only have you do their skincare because they don’t wear any makeup. We want to show fans and youth players they don’t have to give up anything about themselves to play the sport they want to play, or to look the way they want to look.”

“So this isn’t just about how bad I am at makeup-ing.”

“Not at all. Well, a little bit. Itisfunny. I’ve never seen someone apply concealer over their eyeshadow before,” I giggle.

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