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Quentin shows up at his door with a pair of scissors and a fluttering, bitten-lip anxiety he grew out of a year and a lifetime ago.
“Um,” he says. “Do you think you could cut my hair?”
Eliot says, “What?”
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Quentin’s in need of a change, and Eliot—in this particular instance—sort of knows what he’s doing.
Bookmarked by rainbowscarab
04 Jul 2024

