"I'm going to kill them."
Anya sighed. "You're being melodramatic."
"Not helping here, An."
"You came in from work in a foul mood, yelled at me, nearly hit Spike and spoke to Dawn like she was a child. That kind of behaviour kept me in work for centuries, be thankful you got off so lightly."
Xander ran a hand over the stubble that remained of his hair.
"Besides, it's your own fault for falling asleep when you should have been helping me in the store."
open_on_sunday — challenge #93: hair
Part of the Mischief!verse