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Started March 25, 2021 by @murphysgirl

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Nora smiled and cuddled a little bit closer to him. Her hair was no longer sopping wet, instead streaming out on the blanket like a hot pink waterfall. It was curly at the ends.

Cor pressed a soft kiss to her temple, reaching a hand up to play with her new curls. “Looks like your hair is drying out.”

Nora didn't stiffen at his touch this time - she was used to it, somehow, now. It was nice to let it down. It was only when it was down did she notice how heavy it was, how much her neck ached from carrying that bun around all the time. Should she let her hair down more, she wondered. What would the Sirens at End of Line think? And, most importantly, she thought, what would Cor think?

Cor smiled softly at her, still gently toying with her long hair. He had always thought it looked nice pulled back but when it was down, it was… It seemed softer and very beautiful.

Nora had never had anyone play with her hair before. It was a nice feeling, one she wasn't used to. Eyes half-closed, she stared into the depths of the fire.

“You know… your hair looks good down.” he said softly, not wanting to disturb her.

Nora peered up at him, one hand going subconsciously to her hair. "It… it does?"

“Yeah. I mean, the bun is good too. Very professional. But this…” he smiled softly, brushing a few strands behind her ear. “Honestly, I find it breathtaking.”

Nora blushed. Breathtaking. She didn't think she'd ever been called that before.
Yes, Bit agreed, zipping down from the ceiling.

Cor smiled assuringly at her, though he jumped a little at Bit’s sudden reappearance. “I think Bit likes it down too.” he laughed, more at his reaction than at what he was saying.

"Bit, do you like my hair down?" Nora asked it, and Bit whizzed around Cor's head. Yes, yes, yes.
"I think that's your answer," Nora said with a smile and a small laugh.

Cor nodded, smiling as Bit buzzed his head. “Glad you agree, Bit.” he chuckled with Nora.

Yes, Bit beeped, bobbing just above Cor's head.

Cor chuckled again, pulling Nora closer to kiss the top of her head.

(I can't find my Flynn's Arcade t-shirt anywhere ;-;)

Nora blushed again, her light lines turning pink.

(Oh, no!!!! 😱 I almost wish I was your neighbor so I could come over and help you find it.)

Cor smiled, lightly resting his head against her.

Eventually, Nora's hair was dry enough that she figured she could restyle it. Plucking her disc off of her back, she navigated to the hairstyle section and began swiping through the options, looking for her regular bun.

Cor sat quietly, running his fingers through her hair one last time before she moved to put it back up. He had really enjoyed just spending time with Nora like this but he figured it was probably about time to get back to the city…

"We should head back soon," Nora said, finding her hairstyle at last. Her finger hovered over the 'select' button, cautious, thinking. Should she keep her hair down?

Cor hummed softly in acknowledgment, with a brief nod. “At least the fire’s died down enough.” he commented, kicking some dust onto the already fading embers.

(I watch Kurzgesagt videos, and sometimes they mention Dyson spheres (a thing designed to capture energy from a star), and every single bloody time they do, my brain goes, DYSON? KILL HIM THAT VICIOUS LITTLE -)

Nora prodded the button; there was a brief flash, and her hair reappeared in its usual bun.

(lol 😆 Every time I heard his name, I think of the vacuums… Which kinda makes sense because he sucks.)

Cor reluctantly, slowly, peeled himself away from her to stand up. Though he had to pause for a moment and stretch out his stiff limbs.

Nora stood up, stretching gracefully. There was an almost catlike way to the way she did.
Shrugging the blanket off of her shoulders, she began to fold it neatly. "Where do you want me to put this?"