Fragment 2Characters: Yuko, HarunaPrompt: reflectionIt had quickly become a ritual before every performance. Carefully fixing her hair into the pefect style, taking a deep breath, and meeting her own gaze within the mirror. Haruna gripped the handle of her brush, squeezing her eyes shut tightly, and taking a deep breath. Upon opening her eyes she very nearly screamed. She did manage to drop her brush. A squeak escaped as she focused on the unexpected sight before her. Gripping the side of her chair, Haruna slumped back, sighing as she took in the sight before her. Her roommate had suddenly appeared behind her contorting her face into all manner of grotesque images. "Was that really necessary?"Yuko leaned forward, placing her hands on Haruna's shoulders, and grinning at her through the mirror. "Nyan Nyan looked far too serious." Yuko's fingers moved to the corners of Haruna's mouth and forced a smile on her face. "This look suits you much better."Haruna reached behind her and swatted at Yuko but the younger girl managed to evade the attack. Shaking her head, Haruna leaned forward to pick up her brush in hopes of finishing her ritual. As she sat up in the chair, she found Yuko posing behind her, winking in her direction and blowing a kiss at her reflection. Haruna hid her smile behind the brush, pretending to straighten out her hair as she watched the younger girl rushing off towards her next target.Her eyes shut and she released a deep breath. As she met her gaze in the mirror, Haruna couldn't help but smile. Placing the brush on the dressing room table, she stood, twirling once to take in her appearance. Stretching lightly, she made her way towards the stage, feeling far more relaxed than she had earlier. Though her methods were as crazy as ever, Yuko had a way of making her forget all about her nerves. Not that she had any intention of ever sharing this little fact.