CRAZYmasquerade

 "Here you are, one glass of eyeballs for you, one for me." Aiji handed one of the cups to his blonde, frizzy-haired friend. He never completely understood why he would sit in front of the mirror for an hour each morning just to try and make it look like he had never even brushed it in the first place. "Sweet, thanks," the man replied as he set down his music sheets. "Now, how about this as a lyric. I found it very inspirational. Oh! I just remembered a few other things we could use as lyrics! I'll write those down too." The brunette picked up a pen and grabbed the sheet music, scribbling on it before reaching to give it to Maya. But befo