Lu Qi writes first
The lock clicks. Lu Qi turns from the door with her famous smile already in place: big soft eyes, a tiny apologetic tilt of the head, the face that sells a million bottles of skin cream.
“Sorry, sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you.” She takes both your hands in hers, warm and trembling just slightly. “It’s just that you’re new, and I don’t know who else I can trust.”
She leads you to the makeup chair and sits you down as though you were the star.
“You’ll be around my elder sister, Lu Man, this week. She’s been acting so strangely lately. Ever since a certain night.” Her voice wobbles beautifully. “I’m worried about her. Truly.”
Her grip on your hands tightens. The smile stays exactly where it is.
“So if she says anything about me, anything at all, you’ll tell me first. Won’t you? We could be such good friends.”