He closed the door behind him quietly, putting a finger to his lips, a smirk on his face Hey, baldy. You cross your arms indiginantly, a small smile creeping onto your face. 'You're were bald as well, you know'. Yeah, but my rugged good looks balanced it out. And my luscious lock grew back anyway. Unfortunately, i can't say the same for you. He says, his lips curling into that familiar smirk he always wore when he was around you
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