That river in Egypt
"...I don't know what to tell you"
"What do you mean Pet?"
Rennala stood up and went into the bathroom to check in the mirror. Damocles had fucked her up good, and was dreading the moment she saw it. He stayed in the livingroom and waited for the inevitable.
"PET! Get in here right now!"
He looked at the floor and shuffled into the bathroom. She was peering into the mirror, turning to see if it would look better from different angles. There was a horizontal line around the back of her head, below which she had gone bald.
"How the fuck did you manage to do this?"
"Uhh, I've never braided hair before..."
"How did you push my hairline back? This is horrible"
"I don't know..."
"What am I supposed to do now?"
"What do you mean Pet?"
Rennala stood up and went into the bathroom to check in the mirror. Damocles had fucked her up good, and was dreading the moment she saw it. He stayed in the livingroom and waited for the inevitable.
"PET! Get in here right now!"
He looked at the floor and shuffled into the bathroom. She was peering into the mirror, turning to see if it would look better from different angles. There was a horizontal line around the back of her head, below which she had gone bald.
"How the fuck did you manage to do this?"
"Uhh, I've never braided hair before..."
"How did you push my hairline back? This is horrible"
"I don't know..."
"What am I supposed to do now?"