Yeah, but next time, don't shoot it so close to my head. I'd prefer not to have singed ends please.
[He subtly shifts to the side when she comes over to grab a replacement cookie, but doesn't go far. He regards her as she retreats again, really trying to connect all the dots floating in his head. Every line drawn quickly evaporates, and he gives up for now. There's a strange familiarity between them, and for now that's fine. He still doesn't trust her, but it takes him a long time to trust anyone. His business is his and he'll keep it that way until such a time that he deems anyone worthy of hearing it.
And somehow that feels sad now as he watches her move away.]
You really need to tame that mane though. If you have my face, I can't have people thinking my hair isn't on point 24/7.
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[He subtly shifts to the side when she comes over to grab a replacement cookie, but doesn't go far. He regards her as she retreats again, really trying to connect all the dots floating in his head. Every line drawn quickly evaporates, and he gives up for now. There's a strange familiarity between them, and for now that's fine. He still doesn't trust her, but it takes him a long time to trust anyone. His business is his and he'll keep it that way until such a time that he deems anyone worthy of hearing it.
And somehow that feels sad now as he watches her move away.]
You really need to tame that mane though. If you have my face, I can't have people thinking my hair isn't on point 24/7.