The vampire sighed and stared in his mirror, contemplating the disaster that was his now biohazard-orange hair. The dye-mixing had gone fatally wrong, and he knew his hair was fried if he tried to fix it that night, so he would have to live in humility for a few days to give his hair a break. Lylith, he knew, would hate it, but that was just
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She muttered quietly to herself then looked down to her bruised wrist. Lo was a vampire, which meant he sucked blood, not that he could sense when someone had inconveniently hurt themselves, right? She bit her lip then finally got around to dialing Lo's number. Hopefully she wasn't interrupting anything, then again, hopefully she was.
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Milkshake by Kelis started ringing on his phone, the little gray cell vibrating its way across the table it was seated on. Lo's attention was torn away from his hair for a moment so he could retrieve the cell phone, and he smiled a little when he saw the number on the LCD screen.
"Hey."
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"Hey," he greeted, a shy smile gracing his lips as he held the door for her.
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What she said came out kind of harsh, but that wasn't how she meant it, at least not entirely. She gave him a quick peck on the cheek then smiled again.
"So, I was thinking..."
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"You were thinking..?" the vampire began, inquisitively, leaning against the wall as he watched her think.
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"W-What did you do to your hair?"
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"I'll do it. Maybe someday I'll get to see your natural color, you know, longer than for two hours."
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"I thought we decided that you were going to quit. You know I don't like it... I thought we had this sorted out."
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It was a petty argument, but it was valid enough.
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She couldn't look at Lo again, she was too frustrated and upset in one. Was it really that hard of a thing to control?
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