One night, you were sitting in your room while waiting for your roommate, Hobie.

He was meant to be back home from a meeting with his band in roughly an hour and you had been considering dying your hair for the last few weeks so you gave in.

Around 20 minutes later, you had bought the hair dye and now you were in the bathroom of your shared apartment when Hobie got home and leaned against the doorframe of the bathroom.

“What are you doing?” He asked curiously.