"Hiya!" I called cheerfully before waving at the open Mac before me.
"Fayyyyyyyyyy!!!" Amara dragged as she waved back at me with her two hands, her cheeks drawing high against her cheekbones to reveal her stunning smile.
"Oh my gosh, I've missed you so much, girl!" Exclaimed Amara as she pulled the net off her head, her long braids tumbling down her shoulders and waist, the colour of the braids mixed sexily, the tip of the braids, a bright pink colour, while the rest, a colour black.
"Me too." I replied before adding.
"I love your hair, it's so pretty and long." I gushed out before running my fingers over my still very neat cornrows, feeling slightly jealous of the hair.
But then I remembered how I hate making my hair and how carrying that kind of braids can be stressful, so I shook the bubbling longing out of my head.
