"Mmmm...is it that they don't care, or that they don't want to tell you how you look?" Jiao asked, twirling a curl of Pet's hair around her finger. Her expression implied she was trying to gently tell him something that was clearly a hard truth.
His correction of The Ceiling! made her giggle, lifting her hand up to her mouth. "Well hey! You can't expect me to know that when you say something as silly as 'inside ceiling'!" Jiao insisted, lightly tapping his shoulder. "You should say what you mean next time."
Peter seemed hesitant but willing to have his hair cut, so Jiao moved behind him and began before he could think to object. "So I'll start off slow, and you can tell me to stop, then. But you'd look so good with the sides all cool and shaved. Then the top fluffy! Your hair kind of reminds me of a sheep." She chattered on as she began to take chunks of Pet's hair in her fingers and snipped it with the scissors, black curls tumbling down to the grass beneath them as she brought the hair at his sides to a length short enough to shave.
"So tell me about what it's like back in your place." She asked as she worked. "Do you like it there? Or is it better here?"
Jiao
Better do as I please, until I tell you to stop
When I rule the world, then you're the little girl
When I rule the world, then you're the little girl
