Delia slumped tiredly on the bed next to Leo, who also seemed to be tired.
"Tedious day huh?" Leo asked as his hand wrapped around Delia's waist naturally, and he pulled her closer. She leaned in to him.
"Mm."
"Your short hair really looks good on you." He complimented.
She had gone ahead to cut her hair that day after work. "It's shorter than you told me it would be."
"Do you like it?" She asked expectantly.
"I just told you that short hair looks good on you."
"Which do you prefer? The long or the short one?"
He looked thoughtful. "They are both fine. But I think I prefer this one."
"That's great then, because I like it as well, and I plan to keep it. My long hair makes me and Allison look alike. Some people mistake us from behind."
They both had long black hair that almost reached their waists, and almost the same figure. And they are mostly seen together.
"You don't look alike to me." He said.
"That's because your eyes are bad." She teased.
