Short
It's I could think about. I think short hair would suit you much better.
All I could possibly need stood in front of me: a razor, scissors, everything.
Did he really mean it? Does short hair really suit me? How short did he mean? Shoulder length? A pixie cut? Gohan should be more specific. Well, it's all there.
Do it.
Don't touch those!
What's the worst that can happen?
He'll hate it, why even consider it?
Gohan will adore it.
Gohan will loathe it and you.
It felt like a game of ping pong was being played in my head. Make up your damn mind Melisa. It's late! Come on.
My hands weaved around the luscious, ebony locks. I've dealt with it for long, can I really part with it?
I mean, it's really long. It gets tangled easily. Is it necessary?
Gohan likes it short. His wish is my command. I lifted the small scissors and snipped away at my hair until it was at about my ears.
Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh. I love it, I really do. Giggles erupted from my lips from my massive enjoyment of my new look.
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Gohan & Melisa
Fanfiction"It was Gohan, my love, my other half, my soulmate that I stared at. From the beautiful crease by his eyes and the dimples next to his cheerful smile, I could tell he felt the same way. It really was meant to be." She didn't expect to fall for such...
