[PROMPT] Buns best friend [7]

Gwen rolls over and over in her sleep, tossing up her bedcovers and pillows throughout the night and into the early morning. She seems to struggle to get up most of the time. She always used to struggle getting up before gaining some form of companionship. Gwen yawns and sits up slowly as she feels something cold and hard nudge her face. She runs a hand through her hair, pushing her bed-head mess of a bang out of her eyes to see.

"Morning Wednesday"

Nestled right next to her on her main pillow was her Phantomile. Wednesday was small and delicate, but had an awfully strong tempermant. She nudges Gwen with more urgency this time and Gwen chuckles softly and shakes her head.

"Okay okay, I'm up"

She gets out of bed slowly and yawns again in wider fashion, dragging herself to the bathroom to have a quick wash before returning to the bedroom. Wednesday is waiting patiently by her owners closet, resting perfectly balanced on the top of the door edge. Gwen comes back and approaches her closet. She never really knows what to wear, she just throws shit on half the time and hopes that it will stick. Somehow it ends up with her always managing to pick an outfit that worked. Everyone always says Phantomiles are miserable pets, because they constantly seem to cry and weep. Gwen couldn't disagree more! It seems to just be their natural state of being, Wednesday certainly was not sad!

Gwen goes through a few outfits, holding them up to Wednesday who shakes her entire teacup for no to most of them. Gwen pulls another out. Leggings, a low cut v-slit top, short as fuck shorts and a necklace. Wednesday jumps up and down as much as she can without damaging her cup further, clearly agreeing with this decision. Gwen reaches her hand up and Wednesday jumps into it and is carried over to the desk with the mirror so the doll can do her makeup.

Gwen frowns as she tries to put her fringe up out of her eyes but cant find any clips anywhere. Wednesday comes up to where the mess is being held up by her owners  hand and promptly nudges it away, replacing the pressure with the base of her cup.

"Thank you, Sweetheart" The doll smiles and manages to keep her head level as she applies makeup and varius other trinkets to her, and finally ties her ears up to their normal comfortable state. Gwen has her bangs over her eyes always so...makeup seemed trivial but she did it for her sake and not for the sake of others. Finally, Wednesday remove herself from the mass so it could flop back forward and brought a hairbrush over to Gwen, Which she had perfectly balanced on top of herself.

Gwen takes the brush and sorts out her nightmare of a bed-head situation before sighing softly with relief. Seems like she was ready to hit the pavement, Or whatever today called for. She put her hand out for Wednesday to nudge gently and smiles.

"What would i do without you?"