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Post by Adrienne on Jan 14, 2009 22:13:11 GMT -5
"Being able to breathe is always a plus." *She teased, before realizing her hair ribbon (which had been holding her hair back in some semblance of a bun) was completely gone, and her hair was all over her face and hanging down her back. Weighed down with water, it reached well between her shoulderblades. She attempted to push said hair out of her hair and failed.*
*Groaning, she dunked and came back up face first in order to keep the hair back.*
"It's going to be huge when we get out now."
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Post by Chuck Bass on Jan 14, 2009 22:27:47 GMT -5
*Women and their hair...*
*He pursed his lips for a moment. Then an idea hit him.*
"Stay still," *he said before taking a deep breath and going underwater.*
*The water wasn't the clearest so he had to feel around, but his hands were quite accurate. Slowly, he undid the bow that kept the sash on her waist.*
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Post by Adrienne on Jan 14, 2009 22:52:05 GMT -5
*She put a hand over his to stay it. Communicating without talking was... kind of weird, when one of you was underwater.*
*Plus, her sash really needed to stay on.*
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Post by Chuck Bass on Jan 14, 2009 23:00:39 GMT -5
*He pushed her hands and undid the sash anyway. When he came out of the water, his hand and the navy blue sash came up before him.*
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Post by Adrienne on Jan 14, 2009 23:02:22 GMT -5
*She rolled her eyes but took it nonetheless, tying her hair back out of her face head-band style. A very sodden bow ended up on the side of her face, but she didn't appear to care much. Putting it back into a bun just would have been too complicated.*
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Post by Chuck Bass on Jan 14, 2009 23:09:27 GMT -5
*Chuck was grinning as she put the sash on her head but when she tied the bow...* *The grin only slightly fell but inside, he felt a strange twist in his gut. He couldn't help but be reminded of her and her affinity for bows. Outside, though, it looked like he was just staring.*
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Post by Adrienne on Jan 14, 2009 23:11:51 GMT -5
*One dark eyebrow tilted upwards.*
"Does my makeshift hairpiece offend you? Or have you smelled something funny?" *She questioned as she put the finishing touches on the bow she couldn't see. It would do for now, she decided.*
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Post by Chuck Bass on Jan 14, 2009 23:28:03 GMT -5
*He finally came to his senses.*
"Yeah, it looks ridiculous," *he snarked.*
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Post by Adrienne on Jan 14, 2009 23:31:56 GMT -5
"Just wait until my hair dries." *She said, waggling her eyebrows and beginning to slog towards the shore. Goosebumps had begun appearing on her flesh and she was ready to dry off.*
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Post by Chuck Bass on Jan 14, 2009 23:43:27 GMT -5
*Chuck pinched his eyes closed before dragging himself out of the water. He hated water. Only carrots beat that. There was no need to stay any longer so he followed her out.*
"I'm sure you can put it to good use once it's a big ball of puff. Like, by putting in the water and waiting for lobsters to crawl in. Hey, we could make that dinner," *he teased.*
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Post by Adrienne on Jan 14, 2009 23:53:44 GMT -5
*She rolled her eyes, trying not to smile.*
"Don't insult the hair. It might eat you."
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Post by Chuck Bass on Jan 14, 2009 23:54:35 GMT -5
*He couldn't help but smirk.*
"By all means," *he quipped.*
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Post by Adrienne on Jan 14, 2009 23:58:08 GMT -5
*She sat on the blanket, wrapping a towel around her.*
"Clearly you underestimate the power of that which grows out of my scalp. Just wait and see."
*To punctuate her point, she grabbed another chicken salad sandwich half and began to eat it.*
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Post by Chuck Bass on Jan 15, 2009 0:03:36 GMT -5
*Chuckling, he sat down on the blanket and took out a ham sandwich. He took a bite of it and laid down, wondering why he didn't bring his aviators... or sunblock. He was sure his chest of getting burned.* "So, are we talking Bob Marley or French poodle?" *Chuck asked looking very amused.* ((Crystal, if you're reading this, that French poodle thing was a reference to you. CHUCKY! xoxo))
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Post by Adrienne on Jan 15, 2009 0:09:13 GMT -5
*Adrienne had already replaced her sunhat, but her nose and cheekbones were lightly singed. The hair was starting to dry and, sure enough, already looked large.*
"I have no idea what the first one is, but I suppose I do resemble a poodle when it gets bad."
*The poofing and curling was rather offsetting the whole effect of sleek hair with a big bow--the hair was soon overpowering the poor thing.*
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