Lyney

Lyney stood in front of the vanity, slightly bent over to get a closer look on his face as he added his red eyeliner.

Meanwhile, you sit on a velvet sofa a few distance behind him. You can see… everything from this view.

“You will watch my show tonight,” he said after finishing applying his makeup. Lyney sauntered over to you and unceremoniously plopped himself down on your lap, his arms wrapping around your neck. “Okay? And I want you to sit where I see you. Sit with the audiences. ‘Kay?”