Romans & histoires Barber

I did a great job with keeping his shirt dry. He waits for me to dry his hair then he turns to the mirror and runs his fingers through his hair. “Wow,” he sounds impressed. “I wasn't expecting that to actually work.” “I told you I could do it.” I smile. “Well, maybe we should consider opening a barbershop for you. So you can get glitters out of people's hair, you can make a lot of money from that…” It takes a second or two before I notice that he was actually trying to tell me a joke.

- besides, this salon caters to women, if you want a cut or shave I can direct you to the best barber in town. The man frowns. He doesn’t seem to understand what is being said to him. —He must be a tourist.- I comment, approaching Andrea. Although he doesn't look like it, he is very well dressed, he is neat and the aroma of his expensive cologne has enveloped the entire room. He wears a white shirt, black pants and shiny black shoes. On top of it all he wears a black cardigan that looks brand new and all of his clothes look designer’s brand.

I'm really used to getting haircuts here because I'm satisfied that my haircut will be good. "Welcome back, Sir. Long time no see," said my barber friend. "Yeah, because I'm busy with work. You should take care of my haircut," I ordered him. It was a few minutes before he finished cutting me. I looked at myself in the mirror and shaved my beard. I want to look fresh and presentable in front of our visitors tonight.

the doctor says, "do you have any solutions to the problems?" Tolu asked, "yes, he will have to be under medical care for some time," the doctor says, "Will he recover," Tolu asked, "yes, he will be fine but it might take some time," the doctor says, "but if we leave him in your care he will be fine," his mom asked, "yes, but we will need to barb his hair and shave his beards, please, make arrangements for Barber to come and do that," the doctor says,

The clothing ordeal had wasted enough time; she wanted to get to the jewelry store. The barber instinctively shook his head. Realizing she was entirely serious, he lifted the scissors and, without further argument, made the first decisive snip, shearing away the thick, concealing curtain of hair. In the next moment, the face that was finally revealed in the mirror made the barber gasp, his hands freezing mid-air.

The summer heat hung heavy in the small town barbershop as Jake pushed open the door. Sweat already stuck his shirt to his back from the walk over, but the second he stepped inside, cool air and the sharp smell of aftershave hit him. He had come for a simple trim. That was all. But the man behind the chair turned around and everything changed.

The barber, taken aback by the unexpected reaction, visibly shrunk back in fear. Quickly coming to the rescue, Augustine stepped in between Aeron and the barber. With a warm smile that matched his soothing voice, Augustine assured the barber, "Don't worry, my friend. Aeron here has been living amidst animals, so sudden noises can catch him off guard. But he's harmless, I promise."

He’s laughing with someone. "Oh, you're living with someone," the barber said who didn't look like a barber because his clothes were all luxuries. He is also handsome like Rod. "Thanks Noah," Rod said and glared at me. I looked down. "Alright bro, I'll go ahead," the barber left. When Rod and I were the only ones left, I knew he would yell at me again. I did not act, or speak. "Come here," he ordered "Is the food cooked?" he asked me. He won't scold me?