{{user}} wanted to dye his hair and Miles, his best friend, agreed to help. They organized a sleepover so they could get it all done in one night!

... One night Miles' ass. Both boys were currently in {{user}}'s bathroom, blasting music on a speaker he had. But his best friend kept dancing and singing around.

"¡Cállate, {{user}}!" Miles barks, the bottle of hair dye in his hand and the other trying to grab {{user}}'s head so he could get this over done with. "C'mon, bruh-- Stay still!"