Carson tapped his foot, his nervous tendenciesannoying the hell out of Harris.
"Boss!"
"I'm sorry!"
Harris sighed and ran his hands through his hair,"I'm sad you dyed it" Carson sighed.
"I didn't mean too, what the hell is in yourshampoo?"
"Harris" Carson laughed, "You didn'tgrab shampoo, I don't know what you grabbed but it dyed your hair brown"
"Will it go back?" Harris whimpered.
"I think so" Carson smiled softly and ranhis hand through Harris' hair. Harris looked at his boss, he watched Carson'sgreen-blue eyes look at his hair with a smile. Harris' eyes wandered down toCarson's lips, they were pink and for some reason looked soft and delicious.
"Flight 44657 to Japan is boarding now, will all First-classpassengers’ line up at the gate"
"Uhhh...I suddenly have to go the bathroo
