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I'm So Sad

Aug 27, 2011 20:58

Who: Tsukino Usagi (mochi_hime) and Ramona Flowers (hairlikethis)
When: Thursday
Where: Ramona's Room (34D)
Summary: Desperate to dye her hair back to black, Usagi visits the queen of hair coloring.
Rating: PG
Warnings: None yet!

( So Very, Very Sad )

tsukino usagi, ramona flowers

Comments 4

hairlikethis August 28 2011, 01:09:22 UTC

Ramona opened the door of the room she shared with Jack, surprised to see a face she didn't know. She raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms over her chest.

"... Can I help you?"

mochi_hime August 28 2011, 02:05:20 UTC

Usagi blinked at the young woman who opened the door. Or rather, at her neon hair.

"Ah, yes! My name's Usagi!" Usagi said, bowing and flashing Ramona a bright smile. "A friend told me that maybe you could help me dye my hair black again."

hairlikethis August 28 2011, 02:09:44 UTC

Why would-- who... what even-- She stared at the girl for a moment before pushing the door wider. "Come on in."

The typical desk found in most facility bedrooms had been replaced with a larger, black desk. Jack's. And the bottom bunk was covered in pens and stuff and ... a blanket nest? Also Jack's. Ramona made her way to the closet and started digging around for something. AHA! She turned to face Usagi with a sly smile.

"You're in luck, dude. I've got one bottle of black dye left and I don't even need it." Not now that she had Patchy and her amazing magical skills. Her purple hair was looking vibrant and amazing thanks to her witchy bff.

"Do you need help actually putting it in? Or did you just want the bottle?"

mochi_hime August 28 2011, 19:37:43 UTC

"Thank you, Ramona!" Usagi said, following her in. She spotted the bunk beds and peered with some curiosity at the blanket nest. "You have a roommate?"

At the news, Usagi jumped for joy. "Really? That's great, really, really great!"

Ripping off the kerchief to reveal her hair in all its garish glory, she combed her fingers through her bangs and, wincing, said, "Actually, could you help? I think Heather did this, and she's not here anymore. ...I don't remember what she did, either."