"Hi baby. Did you try to stay up for me?" She questioned in the same soft tone he used, as she pushed back to stand at the edge of the bed. She shrugged out of the old jacket. Tossing it over the chair that had come with her into their room.
Stepping over to their shared dresser she lifted her hairbrush and began to brush out the teased fashion and hairspray. She was fortunate that hairspray didn't smell half as bad as it used to when the style was in. She was definitely to tired to bother with another shower. She couldn't keep from grunting lightly with each stroke. Now she knew why she didn't bother in the 80s with the style. That and she a little young to have big hair at the time.