fandomtownies | Theodoric of York's; Sunday Afternoon [ 09/20 ].

After spending several hours attempting to get gum out of his hair and patch up one of the world's worst bloody noses, Cal realized that, as far as the hair went, it was futile, and there was only one solution.

"I just need a hair cut."

"Oh, hello!" Somehow, Cal managed to find the tolerance for the cheerful demeanor of the woman at Theodoric's. "Are you sure? Why not a nice nail treatment? Pedicure? Full body massage and facial?"

"Just a haircut."

"Oh, we can do some nice highlights. And you've got to try the seaweed wrap."

Cal stared at the woman, just for a moment.

"I have gum in my hair," he said, pointedly. "I just need a haircut."

"Don't get pushy. For all I know, you could have wanted it that way. Who knows with kids these days? Now you just have a seat and we'll get that Fabio hair taken care of right away; you just don't have the build to pull it o-- Oh, my lord, these split ends! What do you do, chew on them?"

"Actually, yeah. I do."

"...there's a five dollar gum-in-hair surcharge, just so you know."

"Whatever, just cut it."

[[ this is my brain when I'm bored at work. Open for all your haircut and spa neeeeds ]]