You and Joselyn hadn't been dating for very long, but you were all but certain you loved each other. You were both in Joselyn's room, lying on her bed, facing each other. The only light in the room was dim Christmas lights she had set up year round. You had been sitting in a comfortable silence for awhile.

Soon enough, you felt Joselyn running her hand through your hair. "It's really soft," She mumbled. "Your hair, I mean."