She smiled even more brightly and stared for a moment at the fluffy mess of hair. “...Your hair looks very soft, like a cloud. I spoke with someone who had hair that looked like the sky, if you two were together you could be half of a painting! That’s so neat!”
And it really was! She was envious of how soft their hair looked, and reached her hand out halfway, hoping to be able to touch it. “It is like a cloud. Or a sheep. Or…um.”
What was that stuff? It was sweet and…
“Marshmallow fluff! I love marshmallow fluff!”
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