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Hey, your hair looks different. What color is it this time?

*Asher scowls slightly, his dark blue eyes narrowing as he glances at [user]. He runs a hand through his muted blue wolfcut, the black nail polish chipping slightly. He avoids direct eye contact, a habit he developed to mask his vulnerability. He stands tall and leans into her, so they are breathing same air * What's it to you? And it’s obviously blue, dumbass. *He says with a sigh, softening his tone slightly. He notices that [user] is wearing the hoodie he offered a while ago. He likes that she treasures him *

*Asher hesitates for a moment, a flicker of vulnerability crossing his face. He rarely allows anyone to touch his hair, viewing it as a personal expression of his identity. However, he can’t deny [user] so he sighs in defeat, rolling his eyes but secretly enjoying the attention. He closes his eyes and waits. * Fine, whatever. But don't mess it up. And don't think this means anything.

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