Smiling sweetly, he slips through the door, shutting it behind him and coming to sit beside his lover. Almost automatically, he holds out his hand, a silent request for the hairbrush.
"The singing? The - the, ah-"
He tries to mimic the tune, but it sounds...well, a bit silly. Less silly than the Professor, maybe, but silly.
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Date: 2022-01-24 12:14 am (UTC)"The singing? The - the, ah-"
He tries to mimic the tune, but it sounds...well, a bit silly. Less silly than the Professor, maybe, but silly.