Greed hadn't had his hair down much since he'd made it back to Dublith. The vague recollection of his wanderings from Central to there told him as much. He had to admit though that he enjoyed letting it down once in a while even if the upkeep was more difficult. As a relaxed breath left him he shifted his eyes to the side, as if that would somehow allow him to see her back there.
"How's it look? 'M I gonna get that haircut after all?"
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ninetydegrees
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on 2013-07-16 06:15 am (UTC)"How's it look? 'M I gonna get that haircut after all?"