“Drying your hair,” he said, and proceeded to scrub the towel over Isaac’s head furiously, making the curls stick out everywhere. Grinned, he pulled the towel back and wrapped it primly about his own waist, before standing in front of the mirror and eyeing himself critically.
“Why am I so much better-looking as a guy than a girl?!”
Isaac beamed and closed his eyes, his entire body wriggling as his hair was towel-dried, and as Summer pulled away, he tried to tame his own unruly locks, before his jaw dropped and he gazed at him. “You’re gorgeous no matter your gender, Summer!”
The redhead in question made a disgusted face. “I totally disagree. Look, my pudge is gone!” He poked his belly. “I don’t have a six-pack, but my pudge is gone. And these eyebrows look way better on a male face. Girls shouldn’t have eyebrows like young hedges.”