wendy wickersham cuts her own damn hair. (cutitoff) wrote in helgashill,
Sylvie and Wendy
"Poor you," said Wendy, pulling a face. She wasn't sure that the girl had actually been addressing her. But anybody who had to work with experimental charms deserved commiseration. Ugh. "I'm lucky. I spend most of my time at work napping anyway."
She glanced over her shoulder as she said that. She didn't want Tali to overhear her saying that. She'd never hear the end of it.