Cotton Candy Hair の小説・ストーリー

I barely ever take a day off for myself, so a little change of pace in my routine wouldn't hurt. I go off to the garden next to see what that troublemaker is up to. And there she is - Sarah, twirling around the flower beds, her hair flying wildly about her face. In one hand she clutches a stick of cotton candy, picking off fluffy strips of spun sugar and popping them in her mouth. Her lips and fingers are tinted pink from the sugary treat. I swear, she acts like a child for someone who doesn't want to be treated like one!

Crystal rolled her eyes and took out a hand mirror which she brought along with her. Upon facing the mirror, she looks quite different from her natural form. Her hair was no longer tied in a ponytail, instead, it was styled in a way that a ribbon was tied on a few locks of her ash-colored hair from the back of her head. Dyeing her hair isn’t what she would agree on to be honest, if it weren’t necessary for the task.

It still appeared seedy and cheap, and I wondered if it was the same inside. Approaching the building, I watched as women in tiny dresses piled inside, clothing that barely covered their sexiest parts. I stood and observed, my keen sense sniffing the air gently, and I caught the particularly attractive scent of one woman as she walked by. Her hair smells like coconut, while her skin…I sniffed the air once more, like candy. That would be what I call her, Candy.

She swore she could smell what she ate for breakfast two days ago, but she tried her best to remain unflinching. "Fancy hair. Is that real?" the drow asked, taking Cassana by surprise. "Uhm.. yeah." "How do you keep it that bright?" "Oh, I mix my own shampoo. I can give you some if you like." "Why? Does my hair look bad?" Cassana took a quick gander at the short drow's hair. Aside from a few frizzy strands and fly-aways, it looked decent enough, "No, it looks good. Except for the bangs though, I mean, it's kinda dated."

Nakakindat nitong pagkakasabi sa kanya sa harap ng salamin. Hindi na nga siya kumibo at nanghihinayang nalang niyang tinitigan ang two inches niyang buhok na ibinawas nito sa kanya. After cutting her hair ay sinabi nitong gagawin iyong curly to wavy hair. Kung saan mas bagay sa kanya ang aura. Kinulayan rin nito iyon nang hindi niya alam kung anong klaseng kulay.

In the reflection of the mirror, she listened and observed. Cassandra worked quickly, pulling out a brush, comb, and styling products from a nearby drawer. She lined them up across the desk. Her fingers raked over Jade's hair, examining it and testing the texture. She poured a yellow cream into her palm and then rubbed her hands together. Starting from the top, she kneaded the product into her scalp with her fingertips.

She feels the vibration of his humming, clearly he doesn't expect it but lets her tongue in his mouth. Candace twirls his tongue around his with confidence, she wants to make things go faster than usual. Her fingers tangle in his hair and she pulls on it. But that makes him suddenly break their kiss. She opens her eyes and looks at him confusedly, did she pull on it harshly?

Showered, teeth brushed, hair tied into a ponytail, and dressed in my work uniform, I’m ready to go half an hour later. I head out into our tiny kitchen, which overlooks our tiny living room. Dad’s in there with Casey. She’s watching cartoons while eating breakfast. Typical seven-year-old. You wouldn’t know, aside from her short hair, that she only finished having radiotherapy six months ago. She only lost hair in a patch on the part of her brain they were treating. But she said she looked stupid with long hair and a bald patch, so she had me take her to the hair salon to cut it all off.

"Cotton candy, I want cotton candy." I looked over to where she was pointing, and sure enough, there was a vendor selling cotton candy, and I stood up before offering her my hand. "Let's go get you some cotton candy then, sweetheart." We walked over to the vendor, and Rosie ordered the largest size they had, insisting very specifically that it be filled "to the brim" when it was handed to her; she took a bite. "So good," she mumbled around the cotton candy. “I love—”

He asked her. “Anything at the front with a high ponytail,” Roselet responded, to which Calvin nodded his head and made her seat on the bed to grab the comb, her matching hair clips, and Rubber Hair Bands. Once upon a time, it was the toughest work for him. He kept Roselet’s hairstyle as a boy cut till three and was planning to keep it for longer, but when Roselet started observing the long hair of girls of her age. She demanded the same for her, and not just that, she wanted different types of braids on her hair with multi-color hairclips when her hair grew longer. At present, her hairs were a little below her shoulder. It took Calvin just a couple of minutes to finally tie her hair like an