Ela000
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Rayla has been at university for nearly three months, trying and failing to take care of her horn upkeep alone, before she admits defeat and goes to visit a professional horn salon.
It ends up being somewhat less of a terrible experience than she expects.
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“You’re human?” She blurted, unthinking, and the smile he’d been wearing went momentarily fixed. A little more professional than it was genuine. Then he huffed, an easy laugh, and she felt herself go red around the ears.
“What gave it away?” Her ceracurist asked, dry, his grin a little lopsided.
Rayla stared, taken off-guard, and gestured expansively at his entire body.