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Outfit of the day
Your POV
"You sure you wanna do this ?" He asked me.
"Yep" I answered, popping the p.
"But like...it's so long" I nodded with him.
"Yes it is, and very hard to maintain" I grinned as the barber finally finished cleaning the clippers.
My hair is a few inches below my shoulders and it's curly. The amount of products that I have to buy and use to keep it healthy is absurd so i'm definitely ready to cut it.
"Chicago why you whining ? We're gonna be matching now, people are gonna think we're twins" He pouted again.
"Whatever, as long as you don't get a piercing too" He teased but I only kept quiet, fighting back the smile on my face.
"Y/n..." He warned.
"What ? It's just a ring" I smiled again.
He groaned, obviously done with my antics for the day.
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Once the barber was done I hopped out of the chair, shaking my head of any shaved remnants .
"So what did you think" The barber quizzed me.
I tilted my head to the side, looking at my fade. It wasn't bad, I still had hair, but just enough for me to handle.
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(^That's how your hair looks after the haircut)
"I like it, thank you so much" I placed the $100 bill in his hands before making my way out of the shop.
"Ma'am this is was too much I can't accept this" He pleaded with me, trying to give it back.
I simply shook my head and gave it back, putting my shades back on, "keep it"
"Bino hurry the hell up, I got places to be, a girl to fuck" Chicago was leaned on the hood of my i8, tapping his foot on the concrete impatiently.
