SEVERUS SNAPE DOESN'T NEED ANY HELP WITH HIS HAIR, THANK YOU
"No seriously, that's fine," Snape said as he tried to squeeze by a knot of salesladies outside Indigo HairCare. All he wanted to do was go to Gamestop and buy a new copy of Grim Fandago. But somehow, the mall always had it in for him.
"Excuse me? Sir? Sir?" a perky blonde in a pink apron waved a bottle in Snape's face. "What YOU need is some of THIS. It's a toner and a relaxer all in one!"
"You're an idiot and a moron all in one. Get out of my face," Snape muttered. But instead of moving, the swarm of women dragged Snape into the boutique and slammed him into a tester chair.
"Sir, we've watched you walk by this store every Thursday on your way to Hot Topic, and frankly, we're concerned for your hair," the blonde woman said. "Also your general wardrobe. And nobody in their right mind wears Aqua Velva anymore. Consider this an intervention."
"It's for your own good," a brunette with a snub nose added. She waved a vial of Frizz-Ease menacingly over his head.
"I just want to play Grim Fandango!" Snape shouted stubbornly. The saleswomen closed around him in a circle, bearing conditioners and chanting.
Ten minutes later, Snape emerged from a smoking and recently exploded boutique, pocketing his wand.
"I don't need any help with my hair, thank you," he muttered.
"No seriously, that's fine," Snape said as he tried to squeeze by a knot of salesladies outside Indigo HairCare. All he wanted to do was go to Gamestop and buy a new copy of Grim Fandago. But somehow, the mall always had it in for him.
"Excuse me? Sir? Sir?" a perky blonde in a pink apron waved a bottle in Snape's face. "What YOU need is some of THIS. It's a toner and a relaxer all in one!"
"You're an idiot and a moron all in one. Get out of my face," Snape muttered. But instead of moving, the swarm of women dragged Snape into the boutique and slammed him into a tester chair.
"Sir, we've watched you walk by this store every Thursday on your way to Hot Topic, and frankly, we're concerned for your hair," the blonde woman said. "Also your general wardrobe. And nobody in their right mind wears Aqua Velva anymore. Consider this an intervention."
"It's for your own good," a brunette with a snub nose added. She waved a vial of Frizz-Ease menacingly over his head.
"I just want to play Grim Fandango!" Snape shouted stubbornly. The saleswomen closed around him in a circle, bearing conditioners and chanting.
Ten minutes later, Snape emerged from a smoking and recently exploded boutique, pocketing his wand.
"I don't need any help with my hair, thank you," he muttered.