Nine Percent One Shot

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"Xia, hey." Lin Kai walks in the saloon. "Save my hair. PLEASE! It is hurting me!" He pulls off the hoodie.

"Is this some kind of new fashion?" Qiu Xia looks at his hair. "Paper clip, pen hahahahaha."

"It's not new fashion. I sleep on my table of mess when I was trying to write some rap lyrics. Who knows this is the result of sleeping at my table?"

"Okay okay. Since you are my buddy, VIP room. this way." 

He sits down on the chair and let her fix everything.

"Your hair so dry. You're going to pay me three meals for this bunch of mess." She is trying to undo those dreads.

"I don't mind. As long as I don't feel the pain."

It takes her five hours to settle his hair problem.

"Your hair spa is really good. Thanks. I will pay for your three meals. Let's go claim your first meal now. Anyway I will drop by every Monday to do the hair spa okay?"

"As long as you pay me with food."