“I guess I’m not a man of my word anymore,” he sighs, very clearly (and playfully) exasperated.
He folds the towel around Raju’s head and starts drying out the strands with little squeezes to his hair. The rest he’ll let Raju handle, though he’ll be sad to part from him.
“There. Now you can slick it with that pomade or perfume or whatever the hell it was.”
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Date: 2024-06-15 05:15 pm (UTC)“I guess I’m not a man of my word anymore,” he sighs, very clearly (and playfully) exasperated.
He folds the towel around Raju’s head and starts drying out the strands with little squeezes to his hair. The rest he’ll let Raju handle, though he’ll be sad to part from him.
“There. Now you can slick it with that pomade or perfume or whatever the hell it was.”