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It has been a week since Ramona-Elizabeth took Spinel in. Spinels visit contained a mixture of her attempting to harm herself, Ramona teaching her the basic human skills, and the two ranting about usual girl things.
Currently, Ramona is cutting Spinels long, fuchsia-colored hair. The gem was in desperate need of a proper hair cut, as her hair was already too long and too tangled up for her to manage.
"Ramona, what is this thing your kind calls a "haircut" anyways? Why do I need to have one? Why am I sitting on this chair here?" Spinel kept pestering Ramona with hair-related questions as she prepared her scissors.
"Spinel, would you kindly shut the fuck up for five seconds while I make a decent attempt at cutting your hair," Ramona asked as she wrapped a tarp around Spinels shoulders, clipping it in the back.
"Y...yes," Spinel stuttered for a bit, "My bad."
"Any desired length you'd like?" Ramona asked the fuchsia haired gem.
"J-just a bit past my shoulders will do," Spinel responded in a very low tone. She clearly didn't feel a bit comfortable around Ramona-Elizabeth at this current moment, but she tried her best not to show it.
"I apologize for my outburst, really should stop being so aggressive with you, considering your past and all. Anyways, after I'm done cutting your hair, you're gonna take a bath, oh and I took away all the sharp objects beforehand, so no more suicide attempts. The reason for you taking a bath is because hair left over all over your body after a haircut itches like hell, then again that's just hu-my personal opinion," Ramona said as she cut Spinels hair, trying to start up a conversation, or at least make an attempt at apologizing.
"I'm starting to think you're not human...." Spinel responded as she fiddled with her now bandaged up fingers, "I'm sorry if I offended you or anything.."
"Oh, it's completely fine!" Ramona reassured the gem, "People assume that I'm not human all the time due to my sick sense of humor and my incredibly fast healing skills. I just assume it's a gift from god himself. Now, I do enjoy a good Shakespeare play every once in a while."
"Who's Shakespeare and what's a play?" Spinel asked with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.
"I guess I would have to take you to a Shakespeare play someday when you're...ya know...better. Shakespeare plays usually involve a lot of blood, death, and a lot of fucked up shit in general," Ramona giggled as she finished cutting the last strands of Spinels hair, "You'd like it."
"Somedays I feel like I'm the only sane one here in this universe," Spinel sarcastically responded, "You're bloody mental."
"I would bring up your recent suicide attempt, but that would just be too cruel of me to do to such a cinnamon roll," Ramona grinned, "Besides, I've also had my own fucked up history with my own mental health, and still do to this day."
"Really?" Spinel asked out of pure curiosity.
"Yeah...it's a long story, but I'm sure that I could at least sympathize with you a bit. You see, I've been struggling with some fucked up shit since I was a kid, from childhood abuse to depression. Once, Lars caught me cutting back when he used to work at the Big Donut. It took him and Sadie a while to talk things out with me, which eventually lead to me going to therapy and getting the proper help I need," Ramona responded as she walked out of the bathroom with scissors in hand, "You and I are a bit more similar than what most people would think."
"R-Really?" Spinel asked.
"Mhm, though I'm sure you'll end up just fine," Ramona simply responded.
"I would like to t-thank you for letting me stay here for the time being, I r-really do appreciate it," Spinel said as she hugged the taller female.
Ramona-Elizabeth's face was bright red, clearly showing that she's blushing quite a bit. She has never been hugged before, not even once during her childhood. Ramona didn't exactly know how to respond to the sudden gesture of appreciation.
"It's fine," Ramona quickly responded, "what are acquaintances for?"
"Aww, I thought we were already friends!" Spinel giggled as she continued to get closer to Ramona's face, clearly teasing her.
Ramona sighed as she managed to get away from the fuchsia gem.
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