You're right, I am awfully fucking pretty, but you don't have to be mean about it. What if I've got these forever and ever? You had better get used to it.
[Climbing onto the bed behind Alois, Ciel takes the ribbon and pulls back his hair, trying his best to tie a neat bow. He somewhat manages, although it's not the best it's good enough.]
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She peeks, though.]
Hey, Ciel?
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[And he skitters off to bring Alois his bathrobe, coming back in a minute or so.]
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Turn around, I guess, so that I don't offend you.
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[Turns!]
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There, you're fine. Find me a ribbon, too?
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Tie my hair back for me.
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