She sits down across from me.
Here's an original short feature based on your idea: 10 Minutes While My Girlfriend's Mother Is Doing Her Makeup Format: Short comic monologue / internal narration SCENE: A living room. The speaker, CHRIS (late 20s), sits on a stiff couch. From down the hall, we hear the faint sound of a hairdryer, then makeup brushes clicking against a counter.
It sounds like you're referencing a known short story or creative writing piece — likely the one by titled "10 Minutes While My Girlfriend's Mother Is Doing Her Makeup (A Monologue for a Man About to Get Married)." It's a humorous, anxiety-ridden internal monologue from a man waiting to ask for his girlfriend's mother's blessing. 10 Minutes While My Girlfriend-s Mother Is Doin...
I open my mouth.
I hear her now. Mascara wand clicking. She’s taking her time. This isn’t makeup. This is psychological warfare. She sits down across from me
In four minutes, I’ll be a fiancé or a cautionary tale. She emerges. One eyebrow raised. Lipstick perfectly applied — the color of authority.
“Okay, Chris. You wanted to talk?”
But what if she asks me my five-year plan? What if she says, “You’re not good enough”? What if she laughs? What if she just keeps doing her eyeliner in terrifying silence?