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𝗧𝗛𝗨𝗥𝗦𝗗𝗔𝗬, 𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝙖𝙢. :: 📍𝗵𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝘀𝗮𝗹𝗼𝗻
You're sitting at the side as you wait for the lady to finish preparing everything to do your hair, you doom scroll through tiktok with one leg over the other. You had found a hairstylist close to the hotel and she was pretty cheap so you took the offer. Your hair has already been blowdried and washed so you were patiently waiting there.
You had been managing your hair for weeks now and you were tired of your hands hurting 25/8 and waking up early to do your hair was starting to irritate you so you jumped at any chance you could get to get your hair done. The heat was also another factor, your edges would melt literally all the time so it would piss you off bad.
"You can come sit now." The hairstylist smiles at you and you smile back as you take a seat on a chair propped in front of the mirror. She had a small but cute set up, and you had looked at her previous works they looked really good, so you were trusting your hair would turn out cute.
Today was a free day with no classes so you could pretty much to whatever you wanted to do. Explore the town or stay in the outskirts closer to the city and the hotel. You were thinking to go to the village again and explore, maybe look at a few gift shops there and get a few things. Another option would be going to the mall which you assumed majority would do.
Plus you were leaving pretty tomorrow morning at around 7. Waking up extra early to do your hair was not on your to do list.
The stylist had started parting your hair by now and started on her first row of twists, which you looked at, flipping it over your shoulder. You were pleased with it so far, grinning to yourself.
𝗝𝗘𝗔𝗡𝗦 𝙥𝙤𝙫.
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Jean's head was feeling clearer since talking to you, once you both called it a night he found it no problem to sleep, he did wake up in the middle of the night though. It was better than waking up to a nightmare. He couldn't stop thinking of the conversation you had both had last night and for some reason he felt as if his nerves were all over the place but in a good way.
