Kurt Cobain Red Hair 소설 & 이야기

A kind of fear he didn’t like showing. But I wasn’t ready to let this go. I had to make him change his kind, remove this stupid thought from his mind. “ Why red? ” I asked, squinting at him, suspicious as I lowered myself to a chair. He blinked. “ What? ” “ You said plastic surgery, ” I said sluggishly. “ Fine. Horrifying, but fine. But you want me to also dye my hair too. To red. Why red? ” “ It’s a cover. A different look. You’d be different, no one would notice, they might think it's just a norm. Blondes and brunettes are common around here. ”

Reuben. The first time I laid my eyes upon her, she was just a thick tuft of chestnut red. Her hair had a warm hue of chestnuts, an under tone of red woven right into the brown. It was pleasant and it tumbled over her shoulders like rusty water, capturing the light in vibrant ruby hues. She had a pale heart-shaped face and was rather petite and dainty. Delicate, if you will. Peeking through her thick chestnut strands were eyes of the palest blue, like the warm reddish brown guarding the pools of cool water.

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