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Aaliyah hummed, leaning forward in the mirror as she fixed up her bangs. Squinting her eyes, she watched as Alex walked in. Liyah glared at her through the mirror, Vause seemingly ignoring her, not wanting to start anything. Aaliyah turned around, sitting on counter as Carol spoke. "Sorry, I've got the girls double-booked." It was obvious she wasn't sorry, kinda wanting the tall girl to leave actually. "But Aaliyah can take care of you if she feels like it," Carol adds, Aaliyah playing with the scissors with an evil glint in her eye.
Alex sighs, sitting in the chair. "That's okay. '80s bangs aren't really my thing. And I'm smart enough to not trust Aaliyah with sharp objects." Aaliyah raised a brow, the twins glancing at Alex, seemingly offended by that.
Carol shared a look with Aaliyah who simply huffed, already annoyed with Vause. "Bonnie, Gail, give us a few minutes." The twins sighed and made their exit. Alex glanced at Aaliyah, who still stared at her, eye twitching for a slight second like a doll, her hand clenched around the pair of scissors. "Broken barbie, staying?" Aaliyah rolls her eyes, Carol being quite amused. Not many people attempted to insult Aaliyah unless they were looking for an ass beating, or had a death wish.
"You're lucky I'm in my healing process to kick your ass for that." Aaliyah muttered, setting her hands on her knees and leaning forward.
Carol turns to Alex, crossing her legs. "You got a lot of nerve, interrupting my beauty hour." Alex nods, but she wasn't gonna back down yet. She was doing this for her fiancé. "You need to get Badison under control." Carol clasped her hands together, Aaliyah looking on in amusement. "Since when did you start telling me what to do?" Carol queried. "Since you're minion became hell-bent on stealing Piper's date."
Carol scoffs, "so Badison's a shit-stirrer."
"She's like the fucking handheld blender of shit-stirring," Alex retorts and Aaliyah couldn't help but agree with her. "Girl goes rogue every now and again, but at the end of the day, she does what I need her to." Carol replied, looking at her nails that Aaliyah had begged to paint bubble gum pink. Of course, she objected each time much to Liyah's dismay. Alex tilt her head, "like bringing in those phones? Because that was actually my idea. The connection to Luschek? Mine."
"She never mentioned it," Carol said, putting on a blank front but Aaliyah could tell this information intrigued Carol.
Alex was quick with her response. "Of course she didn't. Badison's so desperate to be your top dog, she's never gonna give someone else credit. And from what I hear, Aaliyah's pretty much been doing Badison's job since she got here." As that may have been quite true, it was only temporary until Aaliyah left. "You're a very smart woman, Carol. I honestly don't know why you keep her around."
