There is no emptiness anymore.
Lexie.
—I thought we'd do something interesting like rob a bank or steal a car —Logan protests, keeping up with me.— What are we doing in a pharmacy?
—Look for drugs.
—Do they sell drugs here?
She spins around looking at him with raised eyebrows. She seemed to be asking seriously.
I cross my arms.
—Be grateful that we're talking —his mouth closed— although I like the way your pink hair looks, I prefer your black color. It makes you look more... more... grr.
Her eyes widened and she ran her hands through her hair. I laughed at his expense, it seems that someone forgot that he looked like a Korean idol with pink hair and lip piercing.
I walked through the aisles and grabbed the blackest bottle of dye there was. We paid and th
