Snippet #2394155

"You say "Out to breakfast" but you really mean "Buy me food now!" don't you?" He grinned as he said it, and laughed as he was dragged upstairs. He knelt down and said hi to Lucky, possibly the best dog ever, and went to the bathroom, brushing his teeth and combing his hair. He'd long ago gotten toiletries to keep at her house, but secretly, he loved her hair products. Oh and that hair! Most of the girls at school were jealous of how soft and smooth his hair was, how it shined like water reflecting moonlight. He hadn't had it cut since his father died, and had no intentions of doing so, ever.