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"What do you think?" he pleads, seeking permission to cut loose from the familiar, the conventional.
I shrug. "It's your head. But if it were me, I'd have a little fun. Step outside the box. But then, you'll have to be very careful," I add in my most serious voice.
"Why?" he asks, alarmed.
"Well, you're likely to have girls rushing at you in the streets, dying to run their fingers through your hair. Could you handle that?"
He snorts loudly. "Yeah, right!" and turns back to the mirror, embarrassed.
Does he really have no clue how hot he is?