74 Godiva Street, Saturday Morning
Sep. 10th, 2016 12:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fjordicswagger"AAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"
Sorry, Didi. But that loud scream was completely necessary.
"I am having the worst hair day ever!"
Tamsin had woken up that morning with a truly ungodly amount of curly blonde hair cascading off of her head. It was terrible. She stood in front of the mirror in her bedroom, tugging on it. "Whyyyyyy? Gah!"
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Sorry, Didi. But that loud scream was completely necessary.
"I am having the worst hair day ever!"
Tamsin had woken up that morning with a truly ungodly amount of curly blonde hair cascading off of her head. It was terrible. She stood in front of the mirror in her bedroom, tugging on it. "Whyyyyyy? Gah!"
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