"No," she stated bluntly, turning her head away from me.
"But you're constantly carrying that 80's hairstyle; it is time to keep up with the generations."
"Fuck off, it is weird what ya'll are doing nowadays, and what the fuck is up anyway with your baby hairs?!" She stated.
"Ok, first off, these are called edges, and second, if you'll simply allow me to fashion your hair, you'll see that they may be sincerely cute." I attempted to reason, but she simply rolled her eyes and popped a jawbreaker into her mouth.
I sighed and sat on our shared bed. It has been some time since Carol was released from jail after forty years of incarceration, but she nonetheless thinks that nothing hasn't changed.
After I was released, I began to start my own hair business. It was tough at first, but it finally started to work out, and it is really doing great.
"Come on, Care just one time, and in case you do not love it, I'll style it again into your uninteresting little 80's hairstyle," I stated. She groaned loudly and positioned the remote earlier before crossing her arms.
"Fine!" She snapped I quickly shot up from the mattress and ran into the rest room, grabbing the hair components from below the cupboard. Coming again into the room, I set them down on the mattress and went into the kitchen to get a chair.
She sat on the chair, and I started to get to work.
I swiped through my phone and smiled, selecting a hairstyle for her without announcing anything.
I parted her hair into 4 sections, and I used my curling iron to begin curling her hair. Carol was watching TV the entire time, but every time I moved her hair, she would get an attitude and slap it away.
But then she yelled at me after I burned her, and every time I told her, "You should have moved your head like I stated.".
When I finished curling her hair, I reached for my hair gel, and she must have been watching what I was doing due to the fact that she snapped her head at me.
"Nu uh!"
"Carol-"
"No!" she snapped.
"If you get through this, I'll take you out to eat," I stated, and she quickly stopped her rambling and slumped in her chair.
"Whatever," she mumbled.
I smirked triumphantly and opened the gel. I used the brush to part a few thin strands of hair and curled them with my fingers.
I then scooped a few gels in my hand and applied them to Carol's head, feeling her shiver a little from the uncomfortableness.
I used a brush and brushed her hair, keeping the strands of hair in the front. Considering that Carol's hair was thinner and simpler to gel down than mine, it didn't really take long.
I then grabbed a hair tie and tied her hair into a curly bun. I then sprayed coconut hair spray into her hair for the scent.
I picked up my edge brush and used the brush side to apply some gel to it before brushing down her baby hairs. After I was finished, I used a hairdryer to keep it down.
I put the hairdryer down and backed away, looking at the final product. I squealed and clapped my hands.
"You look amazing." She got up from the chair and walked into the restroom.
I appeared nervous due to the fact I could not examine her facial features; however, it quickly vanished after I noticed the side of her lips perk up.
"It does not look so bad," she stated, giving me a kiss on the cheek, and I felt my face warm up, hoping she could not see it. However, I'm pretty sure she knew due to the smirk she had on her face.
