" His gaze moved to my hair and it looked as though he was trying to suppress a laugh. Instantly, I brought my hand up to my head and tried once again to flatten the mess of snarls. When I realized it was a lost cause, I just sighed and gave up. What did it matter, anyway? It was just Jase standing there in front of me. I had no reason to want to impress him.
“That’s a good look on you,” he said, not bothering to hide his grin. “Instead of ‘just rolled out of bed’, it’s like ‘just rolled over by a bed. "
― Amanda Abram , The Importance of Getting Revenge