I was actually feeling ten times more ambitious when I opened the Word doc to write a story for this set than I presently am--also, it doesn't help that this set has been sitting in my drafts for weeks and I feel guilty for letting it languish.

So, er, this is the entirety of the Myrna/Riley that I've attempted writing. Oops.


“I hope you’re not planning on dyeing your hair again.”

I glanced up from the newspaper, my mug of coffee hovering halfway between the table and my lips. “What was that?” I managed to mumble, being ever the morning person.

“Are you planning on dyeing your hair back to blonde?” Riley repeated, looking at my hair curiously. 

I frowned. “Why?” I asked.

He shrugged. “I just like it this way. Dark, I mean. Not that I don’t like the blonde—I mean, you were blonde when I met you and obviously I liked you then, but I also like the brown hair and I think you’re beautiful whatever color your—”

“Shut up,” I laughed, before pulling his face towards mine and silencing him with a kiss. 


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