𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐈 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐓 of the mirror, eyeing her reflection critically. Her hair, usually a wild cascade of curls, was due for some attention.
She ran her fingers through the tangles, mentally preparing herself for the salon visit she had scheduled that afternoon.
Notti lounged on her bed, scrolling through his phone, occasionally glancing up with a lazy smile. "Why you always wanna spend extra money? Your hair's fine, Niña."
"Our hair ain't the same, Ethan. I need to get it done now or else it won't get done. Plus, Mama's been bugging me about it for weeks." She said, pushing her glasses up on her face and grabbing her phone off the table.
"Mmmhm, Whatchu tryna get?" He asked putting his phone down and closing his eyes tiredly.
"Them boho braids but ion know if I want them one solid color or if I should mix it up" she hummed walking to the bathroom.
"You'll look good either way so it don't matter" he said loud enough for her to hear but still mumble it.
"Keep talkin, cause you real life playin wit me" she mugged resulting in a lip smack from Notti who groaned and ignored her.
As she finished getting ready, Yamiri slipped on a pair of distressed jeans and a graphic tee, opting for comfort and style. She grabbed her bag and checked her reflection one last time before heading out the door.
Not even bothering to say bye to Notti due to the arguments they've been having all day. She caught an Uber to her destination and immediately felt like she wasn't suffocating anymore.
The salon was a vibrant hub of activity, pulsing with the energy of hairdryers, chatter, and music.
Yamiri was greeted warmly by her stylist, Charlie, the energetic woman with a knack for transforming hair into works of art.
"Girl, you ready?" Charlie exclaimed, gesturing to the chair. "We gon make this quick, in and out cause my son flyin in tonight"
Yamiri settled into the seat, relaxing as the stylist worked her magic. They chatted about life, music, and the latest neighborhood gossip, the salon atmosphere a blend of familiarity and creativity.
"So, what's new with you and Notti?" Charlie asked, teasingly adjusting a curl. "You know Lyrix had to get me right with the tea"
Yamiri shook her head, sighing at the previous conversations with him, "ion even know, he swear he interested in me then turns around and does something weird"
