Cocky as ever, Marshall kept his hold on Jamie, applying the slightest pressure every now and then to make things much more difficult. He continued to taunt the man, taking pleasure at his expense. "Come on, Bader, you're gonna let Count Chocula manhandle you? Aww, I'm disappointed! And here I tho-H-HEY! OW!" He yelped when he felt a hand yank at his gorgeous hair. Not his hair! No one touches his hair! "NOT THE HAIR! LET GO! LEMME GO!" Jamie wasn't letting up it seemed, and as much as Marshall wanted to keep the hold, he was forced to release Bader. He had hoped Dallas had brought a mirror with her, his hair was surely fussed up now thanks to Jamie.
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