8D Well, I remember sitting next to my friend Andrew in English. I was reading a book after taking a quiz in the class and I noticed Andrew was repeatedly running his fingers through his hair. At first I wondered if he was trying to take dandruff off it, but I just continued watching him. He didn't notice me staring as he kept messing with his hair. Five minutes went by and he still didn't stop... I finally asked what he was doing and Andrew replied, "My hair, it feels like snow." "Like...snow?" "Yeah. You know how a lot of snow is on the ground and then it's sunny outside the next day? Well, sometimes the snow is so hard that it doesn't melt. It just clumps together and feels hard. That's how my hair feels! Wanna touch it?" "No...carry on." And he actually continued that for about ten more minutes. ._. Leggy, you aren't strange. You're beyond that!
