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He looked fucking faboulous!

As a platter of uncontrollable giggles were served, escaping the confines of his mouth, leaking throughout the bathroom like a contagious plague, he felt truly elevated. Felt like he was floating ten feet off the floor.

Twirling, holding up the hand mirror in front of him so he could use it to see how the back of his head looked in the looking glass that mounted the wall, he drank in the hot pink mess that was now his head.

And Dayuuuum, he looked sexy.

"Birdie," he whispered, almost dropping the mirror in his haste as he spun...