xviii λ curls

[assassino]

[Ezio is currently in Stephanie's bathroom, sitting in a chair with both a magazine and his journal on his lap, feet kicked up on the vanity. Because he can. And because Stephanie is about to start fussing with his hair, because both are bored and have somehow come to the conclusion that this is a great way to spend time.

To her:]

You can do whatever you'd like to it, just don't cut it or make it strange colours.

[What is his life.]