Mozzie Hairy Days.
Title: Mozzie Hairy Days
Author: pipilj
Fandom: White Collar
Rating: G
Characters/Pairings: Mozzie
Word Count: ~ 200 words.
Spoilers: None
Warnings/Enticements/Triggers: None
Beta Credit: None
Summary: Written for elrhiarhodan PROMPTFEST IX with the photo prompt hairy days -19
Photo prompt 19- Mozzie Hairy Days.
I blame a combination of insomnia, wine from Neal’s collection and finally succumbing to the one of the mind controlling techniques employed by the government. I have never had head full of hair; it must be genetic, kind of ironic for an orphan. I lost almost all my hair by late twenties and I have been mostly O.K. with it. It gave me an air of sophistication and anonymity. I could look older than my years with ease. I have never felt the need to sport a toupee unless it was for a con.
I had spent the evening at Neal’s brainstorming with him on how to take down an operation . After getting a little high on Neal’s excellent wine collection I headed back to one of my safe houses dotted across the city. Sleep eluded me and I started watching one of teleshopping channels on T.V. a blatant way to promote consumerism something I am convinced is one of techniques employed by big brother.
One of the products showed hair oil which promised a head full of hair to the hair impaired. Women started fawning at the transformed bald dude after his transformation. He went on to become successful and happy. I ordered it.
The product arrived at PO Box (I may have been a little drunk but I still had some sense of self preservation). I figured I’d use the product what’s the worst that could happen. Lo behold I woke up with a head full of florescent green hair. I read the fine print of the product that this could be one of the side effects - color of the hair may vary from the original color. Sigh it would have to go, it was too conspicuous, the sad part it other than the hideous color I did not look half bad.
Author: pipilj
Fandom: White Collar
Rating: G
Characters/Pairings: Mozzie
Word Count: ~ 200 words.
Spoilers: None
Warnings/Enticements/Triggers: None
Beta Credit: None
Summary: Written for elrhiarhodan PROMPTFEST IX with the photo prompt hairy days -19
Photo prompt 19- Mozzie Hairy Days.
I blame a combination of insomnia, wine from Neal’s collection and finally succumbing to the one of the mind controlling techniques employed by the government. I have never had head full of hair; it must be genetic, kind of ironic for an orphan. I lost almost all my hair by late twenties and I have been mostly O.K. with it. It gave me an air of sophistication and anonymity. I could look older than my years with ease. I have never felt the need to sport a toupee unless it was for a con.
I had spent the evening at Neal’s brainstorming with him on how to take down an operation . After getting a little high on Neal’s excellent wine collection I headed back to one of my safe houses dotted across the city. Sleep eluded me and I started watching one of teleshopping channels on T.V. a blatant way to promote consumerism something I am convinced is one of techniques employed by big brother.
One of the products showed hair oil which promised a head full of hair to the hair impaired. Women started fawning at the transformed bald dude after his transformation. He went on to become successful and happy. I ordered it.
The product arrived at PO Box (I may have been a little drunk but I still had some sense of self preservation). I figured I’d use the product what’s the worst that could happen. Lo behold I woke up with a head full of florescent green hair. I read the fine print of the product that this could be one of the side effects - color of the hair may vary from the original color. Sigh it would have to go, it was too conspicuous, the sad part it other than the hideous color I did not look half bad.