My hair was pulled up in a half-up braid, a seemingly simple, but refined hairstyle.
The guilty sensation didn't take long to be forgotten thanks to my quick to distract mind, and so, right now I just feel proud that with these stiff hands I was able to be part of the production of this pretty hairstyle.
'Our hair~ So prwettwy~~ So long~ hehe~ I think I will keep doing this... You have so much hair and it's so smooth and healthy Anne... I think I unknowingly found a new hobby~'
I moved our body to see better how our hair fell down our back. It was like looking at those models in shampoo advertisements all shiny and enviable... The real thing in front of me looks as good and maybe even better than those on TV because, excuse me, but this one has no camera filter.
Cent per cent natural, girl~
Gasp!
'No time for narcissism! We gotta go!'
