"Are you sure?" "Yes."
"Laki!" He yelled. Her head swerved, long purple hair swinging. "Come here." He demanded. "Gray?" she asked wearily. "Yes?" "Are you sure?" "Yes." we went back and forth.
Laki sat on a barstool, a black blanket-like material covering her. "First, we wash it." He claimed,
Making a sink of ice and taking apple shampoo.
He put some into his hand and lathered every inch of it in her hair. He began to wash it out, his pine and mint scent captivating to Laki.
He brushed it gently, his hands gracing her hair with small, tender strokes. He then took a comb, asking how short she wanted.
"3 inches would be preferable," she answered, her smile gleaming. He smiled back, his hands dancing.
He cut and cut, her hair looks beautiful. He then started blow-drying it. The air burnt her scalp but she didn't really care.
"You smell nice," Laki complemented blushing. She swore he almost dropped the hairdryer. "T-thanks," Gray replied his face burning.
He finished her hair and moved to her clothing. He began measuring and noting his eyes focused.
He gave her a light blue knee dress, along with white ankle socks. She was graced with black strapped shoes. He finally clipped a big, lacy black bow in her hair.
"You look amazing!" "I look amazing!". They started and burst out laughing. They then had Laki pose.
"It's for…."
"OH MY GOD!"
Hey there! Short and sucky, I know. But anyway, I have a new nonexistent ship! GraLaki! I KNOW! Read & Review!
-Emi