Sarah gave him a sweet smile. “That would be lovely, I’m tired too…but the way, I like your hair. Red hair is my favorite” she was excited about having her new friend to spend time with her tomorrow.

“R-really?” He picked up a strand of his hair and held it between two fingers, examining it closely. With a secretive smile, he said, “I’m k-kinda proud of my h-hair, you know.” It isn’t something he tells others often.

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