It's a big few inches. Hmm.. Bangs, those flippy bits behind your ears.... [Tweaks his distressingly Season Five hair] You need laters and if the mutton chops don't go, you're never seeing the girls again.
The mutton chops make you look like a redneck. [She pulls a face that's somehow both judging and loving] I mean, flannel is one thing, but come on, Sam.
[She touches him softly, scritching his head with her nails ever-so-gently. By all measures, she's incredibly happy to be here, if perpetually just a little off-balance by the strangeness of the life unfolding around her.] Good. And no supercuts, either. Go somewhere where the barber can actually use scissors.
so i'm thinking she's trucking with them? on the road~?
Sure! Works for me :)
:D
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