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At least, they all can stop staring. "What's next?" She asked. "You hair....the male stylist is in the other room" one of the girl answered. "Hmmm can I get a robe or something?" Annie asked. She can't imagine a male seeing her in just towels. "Sure" one of the ladies handed her a white robe. Hours later, Annie's hair and make up was fixed. Her hair was braided into a waterfall braid, it was so beautiful. She could pass for a queen without even trying.

Because of that, the two of us reached Kuzan. Kuzan raised his head and shot both of us with a look of wonder. His usual hairstyle was that of a formal hairstyle, sleek long hair brushed backwards with a platinum headpiece filling his forehead. His hairstyle prevented him from letting even a drop of tears to flow down his cheeks, despite the tears had already welling his red eyelids. I went in bravely for a bear hug, which caught Kuzan by surprise. Fortunately, Clairmont lessened the corporal damage by also throwing his arms around both me and Kuzan.

His advice made her more furious. “You just want this and I know you deliberately messed up my hair.” On her accusation, Zaviyaar, arching his brow, glared at her with stern eyes. When he didn't answer anything back, Anaaya moved away from him. She opened her hair and tried to tie it again in a bun. But she was unsuccessful in doing so, then again she glared at Zaviyaar with furious eyes and tied her hair loosely in a clip. Thank God, her hairstyle was not ruined from its front side.

I shout, trying to raise my hands again, “I want to turn it green!” “No, the purple is amazing!” Angeline protests, grinning at me in the wide mirror in her bathing chamber. “It goes with your dress! And you have to fix mine – seriously, you have to fix mine!” And then we’re both laughing hysterically again because I really do have to do something about her hair – the last time I touched it and muttered the words to the incantation, I made it look like the ends of her hair had caught on fire and shriveled up into sad, crispy little curls. It’s amazing, really – there are even tiny little whisps of smoke rising from the edges like the fire just went out. If I reach out to touch her hair I can

Sonya nodded before sitting up and shaking her shoulders. "That's right, but I'm tired of talking about it," she complained, taking Anika's hair. "Are you sure you want to do this? Your hair is beautiful. I don't want to ruin it." "Come on, I trust you." Anika opened her mouth, completely surprised by the change. She hadn't worn short hair since she was with Nikolay. She had let it grow as a way to hide her wounds on her neck and arms. But finally, she felt like she needed a change, to remind herself that she couldn't hide in the past anymore. So it was her way of finally facing it. She knew Klaus would probably have a heart attack if he found out she had cut it. That's why she insisted on d

I chuck my phone onto the chair, “thank god baby… my competition is gone for breakfast” She giggles, “Oh damn, I was really hoping to impress him with this hairdo”. She sits up on my torso with her hair in all sorts of crazy directions, looking like a wild mop. She starts styling it and shaking her head like a wild woman, making me burst out laughing. “That definitely does it for me too”.

“What is this? Where am I?” There were no signs of another life aside from me. The leaves danced gleefully with the wind and the branches of trees swayed simultaneously. “You’re in your dream state.” I almost jumped in shock when someone spoke behind my back. My eyes darted at him from head to foot. His vibrant aura shined luminously like diamonds. The strands of his ash-gray colored hair resembled Kakashi’s. Kakashi was my favorite anime character. He looked like he just came out of Webtoon.

The convention hall buzzed with energy, but Alex felt completely out of place. At 23 and painfully shy, he had come alone, mostly to people-watch and admire the elaborate costumes. Then he saw her. She stood near the photo area, dressed as Zero Two from Darling in the Franxx , the sexy anime character with the iconic pink hair, red horns, and a revealing bodysuit modified into a short, flouncy skirt that barely covered her thighs. The tight top hugged her full breasts, pushing them up invitingly, while thigh-high stockings and platform boots completed the look. Her long pink wig framed a strikingly beautiful face with bright contact lenses that made her eyes look otherworldly. She was breath

Anika giggled, eyes gleaming. Maya sat nearby, quietly watching as Mira combed and sectioned Anika’s hair with care. They discussed styles—nothing too grown-up, but still something lovely. In the end, they agreed on soft curls gathered into a half-updo, adorned with tiny butterfly clips and delicate shimmer. As Mira worked, Anika chatted excitedly about the upcoming party, her dress, and the friends she hoped would come. Anika beamed and turned back to the mirror. When the hairstyle was finished, Anika stared at her reflection with wide eyes. “Wow…”

Maybe if Zaina was Yuki’s sidekick, I would still believe that. "Atleast kabet labeled." Aiko replied in front of me. Kaloka is her hairstyle ha, the madman still has color. We were sitting at a large round table, so it was not too difficult when we talked. "Seriously?" I pretended to believe my ejaculation and just rode their trip.