
"Basic stingy!"
She stepped into the bathroom and slammed the door hard enough.
Verline chuckled softly
with his baronial voice, he stared at the bathroom door.
Girl
it's funny if it's upset..
A few minutes later, Sharon came out of the room
taking a bath in his full clothes.he threw all the bottles in his hands towards Verline.
"Eh?!
What are you doing!" Snapped the Girl. "What?! Can't I just cross the line, can I?"
"But you can extend it to me!" Verlines
clucking pissed, he picked up the whole
the bottle containing the bottle.
"Lazy!"
Sharon ketus.
Verline extended her hand, the girl took off the entire
rope that limits their distance. Sharon who saw it gawked. la
looking at him a little in disbelief.
"Come friends, right?" Verline throws the whole
roll that used rope into the trash.
"Friends?" Sharon looked at him doubtfully.
After a few seconds, he smiled.
"Yes
fellas.." Verline returned his smile. "Well now. are you.
forgive me Miss?"
Sharon nodded, "Sure."
Easily duped ..
Verline smiled sinisterly inwardly. "Are you still still
want to continue with everything?"
"What?"
"What
you still want to continue your efforts to get Christian?"
Sharon
looking at Verline doubtfully. The girl seemed to bite her lower lip.
The salon looks so fancy. Everyone who comes in
here is the guy who has the 'pouch
ins'.
Look at the clothes they're wearing, Sharon
be certain. Absolutely sure.. Sharon doesn't deserve to be here.
He continued to observe the entire room. It has rounded
his way.. And now, he is
with Verline at a reputable salon. Verline brought him here.
I don't know what... dress her up?
Seems not to
maybe his pockets aren't as thick as the ones that pass by here.
"Now you're sitting there."
Sharon glanced towards Verline. The girl just nodded.
Sharon followed the orders of the girls
the blonde was to sit there. The blonde girl is
one of the officers here.
A salonkeeper?
Oh come on. That name just passed in your little town.
Miss Santos's.
The blonde woman started to remove the hairband that was coiled in Sharon's hair. Sharon
grimacing slowly./o afraid of something happening..
"Don't duck, Miss. "the woman commands.
the blonde hair flat. Sharon finally looked up.
For how many hours, Si-blond-branametag-Savannah was shattering her hair. Sharon nodded uncomfortably. Mind raging.
he doesn't have money? Where will he pay? When's finish?
Sharon turned to the direction where Verline was sitting. The girl didn't seem to be there.
Oh yeah
lordy!
What Verline
leave it! How'this? where did he pay from? he doesn't have money?!
Sharon nodded increasingly uncomfortable. An object that covered his head felt so burning. The steam was billowing from there. Is this safe?
Savannah approached. He took the device off his head
Sharons. Sharon gave a sigh of relief. Then the woman came back
struggling with her hair.
When's finish?
A yolah.he was sore and tired...
Long kept pondering, waiting, annoyed. Finally
everything was done, Sharon let out a longer sigh of relief. It
looking at himself in the mirror.
Who her?
He stared in disbelief at his shadow
alone in the mirror. That
not himself..
A girl with a new hairstyle. Glossy, hair
yang. ombre hair! Expensive salon setup. And he glanced at his fingernails, he,
his nails look beautiful with manicure or pedicure? Oh. come on.. Sharon doesn't know.
When did the blonde do it?
TB