((Mine's supposed to be all punk, but since she screwed up on it instead of cutting it like the dern picture, and not doing the tips wright, it came out parted to one side with all the red on that side, minue a little bit on the other.

Mostly on the left side, an itty bitty bit on the right. e.o)) 

( D: I can only imagine how that looks.
But I'm sure Rika still looks pretty.  )

Altair blinked, staring at his black hair before looking back at Espen. "That would be great," he told him.

((GAWD. Getting the dye in my hair was like...the longest 50 minutes or so of my life.

I HAD TO SIT THERE AND DO NOTHING. DX)) 

( D:
When I got red highlights [back when I had BLACK hair >__>], I was sitting in the salon for, like, hours. Dx
Then my mother made me get blonde higlights when the red highlights faded out, and I had them for years before my mother dyed my hair brown. T^T
But now, the top of my head had red-brown streaks in it. It looks epic.
Thank you, hair dye. x3 )

"In your bangs or what?" Espen asked, taking Altair's hand and trotting out of the bathroom. "Bangs wouldn't take too long, and neither would small amounts of red, but if you wanted more red in your hair, that would take long."

((...I had to sit there with...like...foil in my hair and my uncle taking pictures of me. >3>;

I used to have natural blond highlights. Sunstreaks~))

Altair blinked. "How about just the bangs, then...?" he asked, trotting after Espen.

((xD)) 

( o3o Cool.
xD Weird uncle.
I took pictures of my brother while he got his hair cut.
I got a picture of him yawning, and he looks hilarious. xD I'm gonna put it on Facebook one day. )

"Okay~" Espen sat down on Altair's bed and grinned at him. "Your hair looks pretty," he said, pushing Altair's bangs out of his face.

Altair smiled. "Thanks to your cutting it," he stated, moving to wrap his arms around the smaller male.

((Since I dont blowdry my hair, it curls in and out all weird. xD;)) 

( Straighten it? o_o )

Espen closed his eyes, smiling. "I'm really glad you like it," he murmured, leaning against Altair. "I probably would've been upset if you hadn't...Well, who wouldn't?" He chuckled slightly.

"I liked your hair," Espen said, bringing his legs up on the bed. "Long hair like the hair you had is really epic. But, short hair's just as good, too...Except, not short, choppy hair. That's just ew."

Altair blinked. Hair wasn't one of his things he could hold a conversation about since he'd never really paid much attention to his own.

((Fff.

Some things he can talk about for a while. Hair is not one of them xD;)) 

( Lmao. o3o )

"Altair," Espen tugged on the other male's sleeve, pulling away from him. "isn't there a swimming pool somewhere in this school?"

Altair nodded, standing up to pad over ot his bags and dig through them, trying to remember which one he stuck his swimming trunks in.

Which, of course, he had also attacked with art.

((Er.

Shayde could suggest they go visit the pool? ;D

Despite being blind, Shayde is an epic swimmer. .3.)) 

( xD Lmao. How?
That's right, Altair. >.> You just keep drawings on your clothes.
I'll write all over my arms and hands. x3 )

Espen jumped to his feet and scrambled over to his closet, opening it and pulling out his own swim trunks without having to dig around in his bags looking for them. He was quite organized, except when it came to school. Then, he had papers stuffed in this notebook that didn't belong there, and tests that he had taken ages ago...