"Uh-huh." Said Jiao, as she really dug in to get some dirt out of Peter's nail, swapping to the other end of her tool to push back his cuticles. "I suppose I can see why you don't get the time, but you should really try. Why murder if you can't look nice while you do it?"
She listened to his shaky, hesitant voice describe his scars, only a faint sheen of guilt covering her heart. "The...inside roof." She repeated with a confused expression, letting go of his hands and standing before him, taking a couple of steps back. "Weeell. I think we'll start off properly doing stuff with your hair. What if we shaved it at the sides? That could look cool."
Jiao dug about in her bag, bringing out a blade razor and a few different pairs of scissors with different blades. "Or do you have any ideas?"
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
