On the subject of redheads

Fandom: Battle Creek
Words: 178

Holly stood pensively in front of the display, biting her lip. Just as she was reaching for one of the boxes, she heard a low whistle and looked quickly to her left. "Aha! At last I've found you." Russ rounded into the aisle and sauntered toward her. She slowly pulled her hand back and onto the strap of her purse, looking at him with wide eyes. "Oh, hey, hi, fancy meeting you here," she said as brightly as she could. His eyes narrowed in response as he neared her. "You don't sound all that happy to see--" His gaze followed hers at it darted, guiltily almost, to the row of boxes. He grinned suddenly and reached out for one of the boxes. "Here, let's give this one a try. It's you! 'Copper Sunset.'" He waggled the box of hair color in front of her.

Sheepishly, she shrugged and grabbed the box. "And here I thought you were calling me 'Nice and Easy,'" she said lightly, as she took his arm and led him to the check out counter.