Blank and Scarlet
How could he ever hate anything she did? Especially when it made her so hot, even when she was cold to the touch! His smile widened deeply when she pulled back from the kiss, though he kept his arms around her waist. She was right in not wanting to distract from the birthday girl.
"Like it? I love it!" Blank spoke with an enthusiastic nod. He was used to her various styles, but seeing her with completely new hair was something else entirely. He pulled his hands away slightly so he could give her waist a squeeze. "Stay like this? Maybe for a few days. But, I like you better as a blonde." Giving her a wink, he looked to the dance floor.