Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"
Footsteps could be heard from down the hallway then a quick bang on my door. Shiro and Keith had opened my door Hank, Lance and Pidge followed after.
"MISORA ARE YOU-" Keith and Shiro halted their sentence as soon as they saw my hair.
"IT WAS IN INTRUSIVE THOUGHTS I DIDN'T MEAN TO!" I cried running to Shiro and hugged him he patted my head as I cried into his chest "I mean at least you don't have to worry about so much hair..." I cried harder as he said the word hair.
"I'm surprised you didn't cut it sooner it must be a hassle to-" Lance spoke before being given looks by Shiro and Keith for him to shut up.
Tears welled up even more "How could you say that, you don't understand the rewarding feelings!" I let the tears out as Shiro caressed my back.
"What's all the commotion about, I prepared a healthy breakfast ready to prepare you for your training!" Coran entered the room a bit fussy.
"Misora cut her hair and now she's like really sad," Pidge said while adjusting his glasses.
"Oh, I see. Well there's always room for opportunities to a new hairstyle!" Coran said trying to comfort me. "Really? You think so?" I stopped crying and rushed over to Coran.
"Follow me and we'll give you a hairstyle that boosts your confidence!" I trailed behind him like a baby duckling following its mother. "Thank you, Coran. It's nice to have someone I can count on.
"Well... that's the end of that," Shiro said then sighed. "Guys, run! Don't walk. We can get an extra hour of sleep!" Lance shouted as he ran out of the room. Hunk quickly followed suit.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
