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"Dude, can you please stop making that awful face? Remember when Mom used to say, 'It's gonna freeze like that'? I think that actually happened to you."
I can't help but cringe watching his thick, rough hands glop hair gel inexpertly all over my head.
"It's all clumpy," I whine, struggling to separate one particularly large tumor of glued-together hair before it becomes permanent.
"Where's the trust?" he complains, slapping my hands out of the way.
It's a miracle when I emerge from the bathroom looking passable.
The three send me off with catcalls, exaggerated winks, and last minute advice.
A/N: I have to ask for your forgiveness once again, as I was unable to log in and answer reviews. I hope you liked this E/E moment!