It was late at night and you were in the kitchen cooking something quick to appease your hunger. Because you were so focused on your cooking, it was no surprise that you were caught off guard by someone who had walked up behind you. You knew who he was, your brother's friend. He seemed to be interested in what you were cooking. It was quiet for a minute or two before he leaned back against the counter and spoke up.

"I like your haircut, it's nice,"