I walked in with my boyfriend, Colby, after getting my hair cut to a wolf cut. Then my sister stopped me at the stairs.
"What's with your hair?"
She asked, mad clearly.
"What? It's just a haircut."
"It's not just a haircut. it's-you-you look like-"
Then i cut her off.
"What?! I look like a what?!"
I yelled.
"You look like a hooker."
"You think?"
I say looking at him smiling.
"That is not a compliment Y/n!"
My sister yelled at me.
I rolled my eyes.
"From Colby? Totally is."
"Hookers are hot."
Colby said as he wrapped his arm around my shoulder.
"See?"
I gave my sister a smartass look and we went up to my room.
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