Third Floor Girls' Bathroom, Monday Evening After Caritas

[lilpunkinbelly]

Dawn (and her many, many shots of tequila) tugged John with her into the bathroom, then closed and locked the door behind them

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[missed_the_gate]

"I am still!" John announced, leaning his head back to look up at her. "See!"

Then the rest of the bathroom caught his eye. "How come you get doors in here?"

[lilpunkinbelly]

Which was of course when Dawn had been snipping his hair. Hey, who know you could make a bald spot? Coooooooool.

So she made another one. He needed to match.

"How come you don't get doors?"

[missed_the_gate]

Oblivious to the clipping other than thinking it was randomly raining hair, John stared thoughtfully at the layout of the girl's bathroom.

"Someone must've stolen ours. I should steal them back."

[lilpunkinbelly]

"I like the doors. They're how I know I'm in the right place." Another few snips. Oops. Did they make hair glue?