( ＴＥＸＴ ００１. ) username: wont.

[novacaine]

alright okay hey cadelle
guess this is as good a time as any to make an actual ""fresh start"" in this place or something like that
SO
who wants to learn how to play guitar?
i literally have no real qualifications
i have no idea if i'd be a good teacher
but i'm pretty good and i'm self-taught so fuck it it's worth a shot
idk how this shit works really so all i ask is a little bit of $$$ in exchange for my goods n services etc. or just buy me a drink somewhere after and we'll be even
thx dudes (and dudettes)

p.s. not to like, continue abusing this thing as a cheapass version of a classifieds section but
is there anyone here who's good at dyeing hair?
my blue's looking a little weak and with the fancy schmancy shindig coming up i wanna look
or maybe just decent

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[novacaine]

Um.

( sorry, he's seen some weird shit in these places — hell, he's gotten down with a vampire, sold ice cream for a magical ice queen, and the girl he's — occasionally seeing? hanging out with? talking to? ew, that all sounds so lame — is super strong and can make her eyes glow and will's somehow managed to live to tell the tale. completely unexpected, completely unbelievable, but he believes it now.

doesn't mean it's any less of a shock to see some girl hovering outside of his window, whether by magic or ... who knows what. jesus christ. he can get it together. )

I mean — yeah. Come in? ( which he doesn't mean to sound like a question, but oh well. brow furrowed, he pushes himself to his feet, tries not to succumb to the vertigo of it all and fall over again. )

[advena]

Okay! Thanks!

( which sounds a little more cheerful than will's questionable agreement probably deserves, but leave it to kara danvers to find sunshine in cloud coverage. floating in through the window only takes a second; once the soles of her sensible shoes hit the carpet, she's all too happy to close the window snugly behind her before turning around to face him again. )

So... did you still need help with that blue dye?

( judging by the fade, the answer is probably. luckily for will, he's got the world's most enthusiastically helpful superhero — supergirl — on hand to help. with two hands, even. )

How do we do this thing?

[novacaine]

( this is — so fucking weird, he doesn't even know where to start. doesn't really have time to start, 'cause his new friend here who just flew on into his window is already ready to go. so, okay, sure, he'll just save the existential crisis for later on.

you know, once his hair looks better. )

Uh, well — I have bleach and dye in the bathroom. There's instructions on the box.

( which feels like his cue to tip his head in that direction and head into there, suddenly realizing how fucking awkward this can be with a random stranger he met on the network. at least if he went to a salon, he'd have the benefit of, like, other people and a public setting. his apartment feels vaguely sketchy.

but yeah, sure, he's just gonna take out the box of bleach and the little canister of dark blue hair dye and set them on the edge of the sink. ta da. )