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After a while, Debra emerged from the bathroom, dressed in clean clothes.
The ready. Let's go." She wore a crisp casual shirt and jeans, her hair stil damp and cascading in waves over her shoulders. Marion approached her, gently gathering her hair in his hands. He led her back into the room. Where's the hairdryer?" Debra handed him the hairdryer, watching as he plugged it in and began to dry her hair. His movements were smooth and practiced, his fingers lifting her hair carefully as he worked. He only stopped once her hair was completely dry. "You're even better at drying hair than I am, Debra complimented.
She hadn't thoroughly dried her hair earlier, thinking it was just a quick fox.
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