( the poke makes him try to glance at her from where heโs sitting without moving, but it proves difficult .. so instead, he just stares at a distant point in front of him. he doesnโt move, nor say much at first, seemingly lost in his thoughts for a second as his
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sh. ( there's a sudden poke to the side of his head with an index finger. just a warning. then, she can actually proceed with the process of thinning out the other's hair. she watches it start to clump up and fall
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nothing. ( a small nod is given before she approaches again. she's staring holes into the back of connie's head as she readies herself. then, down come the tools. ) i'm good at this. just make sure you're still.
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we can tell. ( not even meant to be a dig at him, just painfully blunt. stepping forward with clippers in hand. squinting. ) are you sure ?
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