Re: In Person: Tess/Sam
YOUR HAIR! [It’s not full on screaming but a little louder than Tess meant, and she scrunched her shoulders sheepishly as she padded toward her sister. Her voice is a much more tolerable whisper.] Your fucking hair! [She sets her bag down the foot of the empty bed and adjust her light grey shirt, a sharp contrast to her dark blue jeans. She reaches over to hug her sister, gingerly toying with the dark strands.] When did this happen?