Arkadi sat nervously while Everly stood behind him with a pair of scissors in her hand. She snipped them playfully in the air, chuckling. "Let's do this thing."
Arkadi gulped, "Alright, but don't ruin my hair. If this turns out terrible, I'm going to be mocked for the rest of my life, especially by her," he pointed at Ania.
Everly laughed, patting him on the shoulder. "Fear not! I'm an expert. Well, maybe not an expert, but I know what I'm doing."
Ivan, already dressed in a sharp black tuxedo, sat on the couch watching TV, occasionally glancing over at them. "If it turns out fine, maybe you could start styling my hair, doll. I'd certainly enjoy that."
Everly chuckled before taking a deep breath. "Alright, I can do this."
Ania walked in after a few minutes, carrying a silicone muscle suit she had bought for Arkadi. She placed it down and asked, "Aren't you two done yet?"
