"Oh god, he's going to kill me." You muttered, unscrewing the shampoo bottle. "We all had it coming." You readsured myself, "He pranked me first." You smirked, taking out the bottle of temporary hair dye.
You emptied the contents into the shampoo bottle and seal it back. Snickering, you exited the bathroom.
As soon as Dylan got home he headed towards the bathroom to take a shower as usual and you waited for the horrified shriek that was sure to come when he finished.
Not even twenty minutes later you hear his girlish scream. "Dyl? What's wrong?" You called innocently, knocking on the door. "MY HAIR! IT'S ...PINK! PINK!" He shouted, opening the door fully. You immediately burst out laughing, admiring the pink blob on his head "Payback, darling." You giggled.
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Reverie
Short Storymaze runner | gif one-shots. rev·er·ie /'rev(ə)rē/ (noun) a state of being pleasantly lost in one's thoughts; a day dream. -@yoonsbxc