𝙰 𝙹𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚐𝚢𝚊𝚕 (𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚗) 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢.
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𝐃𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐀𝐳𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞, a confident and bold young athlete with a sharp wit and a fearless attitude. She's kn...
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🎀ʜᴇʀ ᴅᴀʏ🎀
Deh yah from mawnin and all now mi head cyah start.
A betta mi did do mi head yesterday but mommy a talk bout no it ago be more fresh if mi do it pon di day.
A cyah me ave photoshoot after 1.
"Come cause mi just know you a complain inna yuh head" aunty finally called me over and I got up and went in the seat.
"Melissa miserable pickny"
"Aunty, mi doe miserable"
"A who yaah try convince?" She laughs as she take my hair out of the three granny plat.
"How yuh want e miss?" She ask as she look at me through the mirror.
"Anything" I shrug and she hum before going on her phone.
"Look pah dis, yuh waah dat?" She showed me a hairstyle and I nod.
"Yuh sure?"
"Yeah aunty"
"Alright" she got right to it.
She parted my hair before ketching it, adding gel and doing my edges before putting me under the dryer.
"Buy 2 patty fi mi, wah yuh waah foodie?" She asked after placing her order to who ever over the phone.
"A chicken cheese patty wid coco bread and a orange juice" I look up from my phone to tell her and she told the person before they spoke some more and she hang up.
In the meantime while my hair was drying she started a braid in the meanwhile.
Di oman eva full.
The dryer pinged and she came over and lift it off my head before feeling the hair and putting it back down and setting it on again.
