"Your an ass."
Ayama Nunez is from Milwaukee, Wisconsin. She decides to pack up for the summer and head over to Los Angeles, California to visit her friend Ellie Brown. After staying there for a week, she goes out and runs into someone from the Vlo...
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"The workout I did was more intense today." Ayama said, as she felt her long hair being touched to her back. She felt the ends of her hair, deciding she would want to cut her hair once again.
Having long hair was a good thing in its own way. But Ayama didn't like the fact that she had long hair. Soon she was going to go cut and re-dye her hair.
"You going to cut your hair again?" Ellie asked, as Monroe jumped into Ellie's lap and pawed her thighs a bit. Ayama placed her gym bag on the counter and nodded as the scrunchie she just had in her hair was now on her wrist.
"... I can't. She likes it long." Ayama murmured as she gripped her hair tighter in her own fist. She gripped it so tight she was leaving marks in her palms. "... she isn't here anymore Ayama. Do YOU want to get your hair done. I'm not asking that bitch."
Ayama calmed down a little bit as she looked over in the mirror that laid above the counter. It was a long rectangle going sideways. Ayama had to go onto her tiptoes to see herself better. She felt around her neck and than touched her hair.
"Yea.... I need to re-dye it too." Ayama said, as she stood flat on her feet once more and turned to face Ellie. "Good. Now, we can go in tomorrow. But awnser your damn phone. It's been going off for the past five minutes." Ellie complained, grabbing the remote that was placed next to her as she turned it on.
Ayama raised an eyebrow before walking out to her workout bag and spotted her phone peeking out the bag as if it was wanting her to awnser. She grabbed it and saw it was a FaceTime call.
She looked at the contact name and saw it was Wyatt who was calling. She raised an eyebrow at the sudden call before sliding it to awnser it. A few moments after, Wyatt's face appeared on the screen and it was him in a library.
He was sitting and when the call went through it seemed he was talking to some friends. "Hey ayama. I got a question." Wyatt spoke as you nodded, signaling him to keep going.
