2 Works by Gracelte
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Tobirama squirmed. He used to be better at lying to himself. Shaking his head, Tobirama firmly decided to just Not Think About It.
Sighing, he patted his shortest bangs to lie flat on his forehead, forming a fringe that lay across his forehead, ending just above his eyes. His pink fringe on top of his green eyes.
This was going to take some getting used to.
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He'd been doing this for years. He'd dress for a nice date, appropriate to whatever restaurant had caught his fancy at the time, he'd pick up a red rose (the only valentine-y expense he was amenable to and only because it served a higher purpose), let himself into the restaurant, ask for a table for two(though he most certainly wasn't expecting any company), seat himself and after the first half an hour, proceed to put on the most awkward air he could pull off without overdoing it.