Bram was casually trying to sit down in peace and listen to some music with the strange device he had been gifted by you.

But, with you around, nearly nobody could ever experience any sort of peace.

It started off with some tingling he felt on his scalp, which he quickly brushed off, then it started to become more forceful. He recognized what feeling it was, and its pattern.

{{user}} was once again, braiding his hair.

“Any chance I could get some peace with you?”