I start brushing my damp hair, stroking the tangles out.
I look at the scissors on my sink, how about a haircut?
I walk to my closet, grabbing some distressed shorts and a loose shirt, tying it up in a little bun.
I grab my purse, walking downstairs.
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"Alright all done, take a look."
I open my eyes, seeing my split ends finally cut off.
"How do you like it?"
"Wow, I love it."
She smiles, clearly pleased with my answer.
"Would you like anything else?"
I thought really hard for a moment.
"Yeah do you have any hair dye?"
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I look at my light brown ombre hair, flowing down to my chest.
"I love it. Thank you very much."
After paying I walk off.
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