3rd Floor Girls Bathroom, Sunday Night

Oct 02, 2011 22:04

After the brunch, Quinn had taken a page she'd torn out of Cosmo to Theodoric's of York, handed it to a stylist, and watched in satisfaction as the long hair fell away from her face. It was therapeutic; she looked like an adult now, not like some little girl who'd spent all weekend halfway waiting for Mommy and Daddy to show up ( Read more... )

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regretiz4suckas October 3 2011, 02:07:35 UTC
Kenzi was getting ready for bed, so wandered in with her toothbrush in hand, pajamas already on. She stopped to stare, then got closer. To stare.

"Are you... dying your hair?"

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chief_cheerio October 3 2011, 02:11:19 UTC
"Does it look like I'm building a birdhouse?" Quinn asked, and rubbed some more dye into her locks. "Yes. I am dying my hair. Just like you and Ramona do every other week or something."

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regretiz4suckas October 3 2011, 02:13:36 UTC
"Hunh. I didn't think you'd ever do that," Kenzi said, putting toothpaste on her brush. "Shows what I know." She tilted her head to watch, scrubbing her back teeth.

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chief_cheerio October 3 2011, 02:16:32 UTC
"It's been highlighted since I was fourteen," Quinn said absently. Probably it was an overshare, but fuck it, if she was dying her hair like a delinquent she could do that. "I'm annoyed neither of my parents came. This is me acting out."

She was sarcastic, but she also wasn't.

Quinn tilted her head at the mirror, trying to see if it looked like she'd gotten the dye gel all the way to her roots.

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wasthecuteone October 3 2011, 02:44:47 UTC
Petra wasn't sure how she'd gotten whatever this grossness was on her cardigan, but she didn't want it to set, so she was popping into the next bathroom she came to...to find Quinn having what appeared to be a Hair Crisis.

Well. At least this one didn't involve a machete?

"Trying out a new look?" she asked, deliberately super-casual, as she took off her sweater to inspect the stain a little closer.

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chief_cheerio October 3 2011, 02:51:11 UTC
"It's temporary dye," she promised. Quinn didn't really care what Kenzi thought of her, so she felt free to be honest; Petra's opinion actually mattered. "I was just ... sick of the length."

She studied her reflection some more. "I'm calling it stress relief."

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wasthecuteone October 3 2011, 03:00:36 UTC
"My best friend hacked hers off with a machete," Petra told her. "I totally do not judge. It's a cute cut." She wasn't sure the pink was going to work with Quinn's skin tone, but now was so very not the time to point things like that out.

While examining the spot on her sweater, she asked, "You want to talk about whatever brought this on? Aaaand this is ketchup. Great." Petra turned the water on so she could hopefully rinse the stain out.

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chief_cheerio October 3 2011, 03:09:03 UTC
"Sometimes vinegar works," Quinn suggested helpfully. "On ketchup, I mean."

She smiled wanly. "It's not that interesting. My parents split up over the summer. Neither of them made it this weekend -- which bit. And I've been stressed. There's the sorority, there's council, there's my classes, there's senior year stuff, there's living on an insane island ... everything. I needed to do something radical."

Pink hair counted.

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