I was going to smother her with her own long, red hair…she would gasp and ask me why…with her eyes, her throat would be too swollen to manage chatting. Her eyes would stand out against all that red, I thought to myself.
I sensed Lexington shuffling next to me,“What did I do now? Why are you planning to suffocate me with my hair…and smiling?”
I waived her off, “You are so self-centered. Not everything red is about you, Lexington.” Egotistical, carrot.People can be so self-absorbed, really.