I swear this place must have some kind of bizarre grudge against my hair. I keep half-expecting it to just fall out at this point. And at least I've got the right equipment to get the job done myself. Kinda wish I still worked at that barber shop, though. I'd make a fortune off this thing.
You and
you. C'mere, we're gonna get this over with.
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Alright, sit down and I'll do it for you, alright? Then you can get mine for me, comprende?
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[So she sits, being trusting enough.]
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Alright, sit still? Don't wanna lop off an ear or somethin'.
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Ya'd better just trim off the edges.
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[Like a chance gust of wind causing an inopportune sneeze, or the devil on one's shoulder saying revenge for the mace fiasco was in order, or a sudden noise causing one to look up at just the wrong time... *cough* Hypothetically speaking of course~...]
Alright, just gotta make sure the measurement's right...
[And those scissors are over the braid, moving up.... moving down... moving up... moving down... moving up...]
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DECIDE WHERE YOU'RE CUTTING ALREADY!!!
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... There! All done~! No problems, a-okay!
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