A/N: To understand fully strawberry sHampOO, one must look no further than the acclaim of Faulkner, whose The Hunt dazzled our literary canon with Faulkner's purposeful run-ons, inconceivable adjectival parings, and, more often than not, glimpses into his easily conscious consciousness. To enjoy strawberry sHampOO, however, I would recommend a light rosé to accompany. Bon appétit.
strawberry sHampOO
rubys life was hard.
But she is better when she gets to unwind after a long day of work outs and hunt. Like now! The shower's water was cool against her skin, tiny snakes that slithered down her spine and sent shivers through her all the same. but ruby was out of sHampOO! And that was bad. She thought about aclling for Weiss but she wouldnt be much help
weiss was mean.
And spoiled
And rich.
So ruby took the cold shower by herself, singing and thinking about all cool guns she wanted to by. But when she reaced for the sHampOO sh found out that it wasn't there. she began to cry again. But at least she had soap …that might work!
BUT
when she went to pick up the soap bar she heard a noise
and she heard someone behind her
and yang said hi sis.
THE END.
