[ Drake crosses back to Ephemera, reaching out to take over brushing the other man's hair back for him. It's getting a little long, getting in his good eye. ]
We'll both need haircuts soon.
[ He likes the feel of Ephemera's, though. What's left is thick and soft, and he loves running his fingers through it. ]
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We'll both need haircuts soon.
[ He likes the feel of Ephemera's, though. What's left is thick and soft, and he loves running his fingers through it. ]
You want to go lie down?