Clay stared in frustration at his reflection in the mirror, hating how scruffy he looked but too lazy to shave. The whole idea was to make him look his age to Sam's parents, and to Sam? Hopefully sexier.
He ran his fingers hurriedly through his brunette locks. It was a double mess this evening - the curls too hard to tame with gel. He wouldn't have had so much trouble if it'd been cut recently. It was so thick and long and the brunette curls insisted on sticking out in all directions no matter what products he used. He thought about Sam's smooth blonde locks and how nice it's felt under his hands - maybe he should go for short and smooth like Sam? But after years of hating his hair as a teenager, he'd grown to love it as an adult, preferring to tie it back up into a bun or a short ponytai
