Telemachus had a tendency to put things off for a long time, cleaning his room, doing the things his mother asked, and he especially barely bothered to cut his hair.

Telemachus’ hair was longer than it looked when it wasn’t straight, his hair was fluffy so it puffed up and looked shorter. If Telemachus were to get his hair wet or straighten it, he would look like a girl with how long his hair was.

Telemachus kept his hair down just to his shoulders, not really bothering to cut it till it was halfway down his back or his mother ordered him too. But today his hair looked oddly straight, it confused you because Telemachus didn’t like when his hair was straight. So he wouldn’t have straighten it, it was just randomly like that.

His bangs were also long. On one side, his bangs covered his eye. It made him look emo. That’s all you could think about as the two of you talked.

“Telemachus, you look emo.” You accidentally blurted out.

“I- what?” Telemachus paused.