Enigma collapsed onto the couch in her dressing room, resting her head in her hands for a long moment before heading for the shower, intending to wash the night away, along with it's memories of Erik and Christine.
Once freshly bathed, she wrapped a towel around her slender body, returning to her dressing mirror and taking a seat, eyes resting on the white rose that lay across the table. Smiling, she picking it up, fingers resting just under the black ribbon and taking a deep inhale of the perfume, before setting it down and gathering her make-up, intending to remake herself for the night, carefully mixing the powders that were across her table.
Finished, she stood, and allowed the towel to drop from her body, standing nude behind the small privacy screen as she pulled on her foundation garments, before carefully sliding on the formal ballgown she had selected for the night, wanting to make an impression on her manager.
Once dressed, she returned to the dressing table, opening the carved wooden puzzle box that held her jewelry, taking only seconds on something that should have taken hours, slipping out the pieces she wanted for the night and carefully putting them on.
She rested her fingers over the white rose, before picking it up and carrying it over to the couch with her as she sat down, careful of the crystals used to create the stars on her dress, resting her head against the arm of the couch, eyes fluttering shut.