𝓚̲OOK ‍ ᴾᴼᴳᵁᴱ ‍ 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒..

then i fell in love and everything went to hell.

᳝ ࣪⠀ . ִ ་ ּ WISH i was like 𝐘͟𝐎͟𝐔; BLUE EYED blondie : perfect — B꩜DY. maybe i SHOULD … TRY 𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙳𝙴𝚁.

runs in . trips . . . quickly stands up .

you're in the wind， i'm in the water. nobody's son， nobody's daughter.

“ oh , i doubt it. “ softly laughing , eyes looking up as she touches his hair. “ who knew hair stylist was on your resume ? how much for that service , ma’am ?“ but regardless , his hat is going back on.

john b shoots he’s a hesitant look , playing into the bit. “ i dunno . . . between stealing and assault —- “ pointing up to his hair “ —- i gotta call my guy shoupe and tell him allllll about this one . . . “

- looking intensively at both shirts, a look of decisiveness glued to her face “ the one on the left, definitely”

an eye roll occurs after the laugh , but shortly followed by an faux - offended gasp , hand going to his heart. “ one of MINE ? wowww , sarah cameron. i had absolutely 𝘯𝘰 idea that the k in kooks stood for kleptomaniac. “ teasing her , smiling at her reaction.

hands shoot up to fix his hair after ( attempting ) to avoid the incident , but clearly to no avail. “ i know , i know. … well , what do you think looks better ? “ as if that’s not what she’s asking him to answer.

blinking. they look the exact same to him ?? “ uhhh . . . both . . . ? “ safe answer. or so he hope !