[ Oz had been in the middle of reading something along the lines of A Tale of Two Cities when he heard the knock. As previously mentioned, his hair had been getting far too long for his own good. Any longer and he would have to start braiding it like Jack did. That ... wasn't necessarily a bad thing, but he liked the fact that he was Oz, and Jack was Jack.
So, Oz flopped off the bed and hurried over to the door to open it, grinning at his Uncle. ]
[Jack found himself grinning easily to the boy, slipping in right at the words.]
Thank you!
[Green eyes did a quick sweep of the room, spotting the book settled on the bed and once he was further inside the room he had turned back to Oz. In one of his gloved hands seem to be a handkerchief, folded neatly with a pair of scissors tucked away. Jack had a pair just so he could keep his own hair tidy and not out of place. He had done Vincent and Gilbert's haircuts all the time, so this wouldn't be any different.]
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So, Oz flopped off the bed and hurried over to the door to open it, grinning at his Uncle. ]
Come in~
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Thank you!
[Green eyes did a quick sweep of the room, spotting the book settled on the bed and once he was further inside the room he had turned back to Oz. In one of his gloved hands seem to be a handkerchief, folded neatly with a pair of scissors tucked away. Jack had a pair just so he could keep his own hair tidy and not out of place. He had done Vincent and Gilbert's haircuts all the time, so this wouldn't be any different.]
Catching up on some reading?
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