 Inside Kitty | HIT ENTER | UNO Queen
Plymouth touched his flat palm to her hair, giving her a little pat-pat-pat. "You sound ... not unlike me." Lonely. Really lonely. Lonely a LOT. Everyone close to him getting MARRIED and being HAPPY. There was something in her little speech that made Plymouth doubletake, but.... well, no time to dwell or empathize. He had a hand to liberate!
"Hmmm." Plymouth invaded her space a bit more, getting his eyes down level with the imprisoned hand. "Hehe. Miss Jane. I won't cut your hair. Wouldn't think of it. Why... your hair is sort of ALIVE. You know?" She follow? Like, it had a mind of its own? Cutting it would HURT it. No thank you.
No, instead he pulled a clump of the blond mess and poked at her hand. He twisted around her chair, poking and prodding and pulling as gently as he could. "Maybe your hair learned from your flytrap plant. You know, hehe, how to eat fingers. I should have saved you, like you saved me." |