On the fifth day, she was officially going out of her mind. She had to get out and buy some things she would need to survive on this island. She needed an activity or do something besides lounging around the house or out on the beach.
"Lindsey, I heard from Gerry that you know how to cut and dye hairs," Sky asked her while Lindsey was busy preparing her breakfast.
"I can do a decent job, I think. Why?" Lindsey asked uncertainly, speculating where the question was leading to.
She moved from the sofa towards the kitchen island and sat on the stool. "I was kinda considering changing my hairstyle. Can you do it?"
Lindsey's eyes almost bulged out of its sockets, shocked at what she was asking her to do. "I can't do it. I'm afraid I might ruin that beautiful hair of yours."
"Don't worry. I had sported different kinds of hairstyle in my line of work. Nothing you'll do can ruin it. Trust me." Sky started bugging Lindsey until she finally conceded to cut her hair and changed its color.
