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"I didn't realize ya have ta wash a buzzcut" Amerie commented as she ran her hand through Harper's short hair. Harper chuckled.
"I didn't either until i' star'ed feeling itchy" she admitted, earning a laugh from the other girl. "Somefin' abou' scalp health or some shi'" she went on. "Plus, it feels softa afta a wash. Makes me feel less like a cactus"
"Well..." Amerie leaned over and planted a kiss on Harper's forehead. "You're my favori' cactus"
"You're such a dork, y'know tha'?"
"You love me"
"Yeah" the blonde sighed. "I do"