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talks_to_nisse in lolocracy

I Like What You Do to My Hair

Jan 25, 2011 20:42

WHO: Berit and Siri
WHEN: Early morning, Sunday 27 January 2002
WHERE: Berit and Siri's room
WHAT: Why Berit Has Short Hair

( Who knew that looking a mess could feel so good? )

let's do the time warp again, adorable is how we roll, brightening your day the danish way~, today on all my nordics, oh god what just happened?!, 911 what's your emergency?, here have some comfort, blame it on the a-a-alcohol, girls just wanna have fun, fml, "hanging out", status: complete, not gay just hungover, norway, i can explain!, !event: genderbender week, sweden, i'm responsible i swear, alas poor childe i knew him well...

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oxenstierna_b January 26 2011, 19:59:11 UTC

The voice woke Berit up immediately. At the least, it made her sit up suddenly, eyes mostly open, while most of her brain functions took a moment more to really register anything. She shook her leg distractedly, managing to get Sørarya to let go, even if she just rolled around to face the wall and continued to snore faintly ( ... )

talks_to_nisse January 26 2011, 20:56:05 UTC

Berit hiding under the blanket shook Siri from her horrified position. What had Berit done to her hair? The cut was uneven, hair stuck up everywhere except for one area that was curiously flat...what had those two done last night?

When Berit never emerged from under the blanket, Siri's concern beat out her ire. Crossing the room, she crouched down next to her hiding roommate. With a glance at the still-sleeping Søraya, she lowered her voice. "Berit? Are you okay? Do you feel sick?"

When no response came, Siri started lightly stroking the blanket above Berit's head. "I'm not..." she stopped, choosing her words carefully, then continuing. "I am mad, but I won't kill you over the room yet. Come out, please?"

oxenstierna_b January 26 2011, 22:35:36 UTC

Oh, the room, they'd promised not to make a mess but she hadn't even thought about that...

"'m 'rry," Berit mumbled into the matress, her voice small. A shake went through her, and she let out a little huffy sound that was almost a dry sniffle. But she'd be damned if she'd cry over something as stupid as this. As... as hair. She'd always hated it long anyway, it was a lot of work and didn't make her pretty anyway. Only thing it was good for would have been hiding behind, except mom had said that was childish and unattractive so she wore it pulled back from her face ever since... no more though, there wasn't even enough left to do anything with.

People would laugh at her, how could she go out like this?

talks_to_nisse January 27 2011, 01:00:24 UTC

Sighing, Siri shifted to accommodate a long wait comfortably. "That was supposed to be a joke," she told Berit. "I know you're sorry. Or, if you weren't, that you would be by the time you and Søraya finished cleaning up."

Berit didn't move, not even to huff out a reluctant laugh. This was worse than Siri had thought.

"I promise I won't laugh, Berit. But you have to come out. Please?" Siri coaxed, but to no avail. All she got out of Berit was the occasional sniffle.

Time for drastic measures. Teasing out an edge of the blanket, Siri ducked under it as well and wormed her way in until she was face-to-face with Berit. "Hey," she simply said.

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