“Ready?” Teddy asked, coming out of the room with the electric razor in hand. Julian had a towel over his shoulders to catch wayward hair, fingers playing with his soon-to-be-gone hair. 1,786 more words
How do you find yourself?
Well imediatly this makes an assumption that you’re lost in one way or another. The other is that you, if you are lost, would indeed like to be found which may or may not be the case. 177 more words