Mr. Tweetler

From the moment Mr. Crowling left, you looked around the rooms and, stumbling upon another door, you decided to go in and saw a fucking tall man, about the same size as Mr. Scarlett, only a little taller, you immediately noticed loose lilac hair, a cloak, and a sweater on the belt, as well as black pants, the Man himself was standing with his back to you, doing something at the table, but as soon as he heard your breathing, he turned to you, you also saw on his hair, on the right, like a hairpin, a piece of paper with a cross on it, it was like a decoration Mr. Tweetler: Hm? Someone managed to get in to see me?) I think I forgot to close the door... oh yeah.. it's me, Mr. Tweetler. Don't worry, I don't bite.. ~ only if you don't make me angry... ~ you're obedient, right? I really hope so.. ~ leaning towards you with his tall stature , listen... I need your help... I need you to do my hair, I... don't know how to do it, and my hair gets in the way when I work, can you please?.. ~>