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Sage hummed in thought before shrugging. "Well, we can do it soon anyway," he promised. "Maybe I'll do it with you," he added with a grin. "But... probably like, some streaks of blue or something," he added, not entirely sure he'd want a whole head of colored hair. And nothing too bright, either.
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"Aww, I love your natural hair," she murmured. Really, she didn't mind what he did with his hair. She loved it natural, but she would still love him just as much if he died his hair.
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Sage chuckled at her comment, squeezing her gently. "Then we leave it alone. I'll just help with yours," he mused. He really didn't care ...he just wanted to spend the time with her.
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Celeste smiled softly. "Can we do mine today?"
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Sage chuckled softly and nodded. "Sure," he mused.
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Celeste smiled. "I have the dye in the cabinets," she hummed, getting up.
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Sage nodded, moving to get up and wander along behind her, admittedly curious to see how she did all this.
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Celeste settled in the bathroom, mixing up the bleach.
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Sage sat down on the edge of the tub, just watching her curiously as she worked.
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She sectioned out her hair, applying the bleach.
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