She's taking a razor to their furry delicate skin. Slow methodic movements, outlining the perimeter of the round fruit. She then picks up the can of Skintimate Strawberry Tangerine. Shakes it up, squirts some into her left palm, lathers it into an orangey heaven and begins to rub in onto the peach. She pulls the razor out again, hoping to get a closest shave for it's closest moments.
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