"Your hair still looks like a fawn with those spots..." Yes, granted; it was /his/ fault Lucas's hair had spots to begin with, thanks to the whole bleach incident, but it was still funny to look at him.
“And whose fault is that?”, the brunette pouted softly, brushing fingers through his own hair; any other time, it seemed, that his hair would grow out faster– Just not when he actually wanted it to.
“I’ll get you back eventually…”










