RinaKouyou89

You sang softly to yourself, using both hands to drag the comb, something you had been lucky enough to find after a traveling princess dropped it into the sea, through your __h/c__ hair. It was full of tangles, and you started at the tips of your drenched hair before working your way up to the roots. You were so entranced in what you were doing, brushes were truly magnificent inventions, that you didn't hear the sound of boots slapping against the sand until they were only mere feet away from you. You had stopped singing, thankfully, but you couldn't move from your spot on the rock without alerting the man to your whereabouts. Contrary to p

You sang softly to yourself, using both hands to drag the comb, something you had been lucky enough to find after a traveling princess dropped it into the sea, through your __h/c__ hair. It was full of tangles, and you started at the tips of your drenched hair before working your way up to the roots. You were so entranced in what you were doing, brushes were truly magnificent inventions, that you didn't hear the sound of boots slapping against the sand until they were only mere feet away from you. You had stopped singing, thankfully, but you couldn't move from your spot on the rock without alerting the man to your whereabouts. Contrary to p