As two people who frequently bleached and dyed your hair, you and Kenma had started dying each others hair in your bathroom instead wasting money on going to a salon. Sure he's rich and can afford it, but he just secretly loves it when you take a day off to relax at home with chemicals cooking both of your hair.

Kenma squeezed all your hair into a shower cap before throwing away his disposable gloves. You both swap positions, he sat on a chair in front of you while you sat on a barstool. It was your turn to bleach his hair, hair foil, bleach filled bowl and a brush scattered on the kitchen counter for your use.

"You know, sometimes I can't recognise you from the back cause you keep changing your hair colour." He comment, the Tv playing the Family Guy for background noise.