Ahh I just realized I never described what Thea looks like... whelp—here ya go my dudes.
"How do you like it?" the hairdresser met my sad eyes.
What was once to the middle of my back, was now at my shoulders. My dark brown, almost black hair was straightened and framed my thin face.
"I love it," I faked a smile and nodded.
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"It was time for a change," I shrugged at the dinner table. I hadn't eaten with my family for who knows how long.
They looked curiously at me and shrugged as well, turning back to their food.
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Tyler's soft hands ran through my hair. "I like it," he smiled.
His white clothing seemingly illuminated my dark bedroom.
"Me too," I smiled through the dark, meeting his glossy brown eyes.