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Post by ashleigh on Feb 25, 2009 6:19:14 GMT -4
Ash walks into the salon, his boots scuffing up their perfect flooring. He looks around, noticing the empty counter.
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Post by wannabeglam on Feb 25, 2009 6:24:45 GMT -4
From behind a wall, a beautiful blonde appears. She looks at the floor and shrugs, "Can I help you?"
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Post by ashleigh on Feb 25, 2009 6:26:52 GMT -4
I stare at the blonde, my mouth falling open. I stammer for a minute, then find my words.
"My girlfriend is taking me to the Sadie Hawking's dance," I mumble, awestruck by the woman's beauty. "She wanted me to get a haircut, kind of clean up," I mumble, rubbing a hand through my chin stubble, and my shaggy, dirty blonde surfer hair.
"I was going to go to my barber shop, but some salon shut them down..."
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Post by ashleigh on Feb 25, 2009 20:57:38 GMT -4
"This place doesn't seem to shabby though, I just hope it's not expensive." I look at the wall where the blonde seemed to just appear, a little confused.
"I still need some money left over to rent a tux."
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Post by wannabeglam on Feb 25, 2009 23:21:26 GMT -4
The blonde grins. "Don't worry, we'll get you completely ready for your date. Ad we can even do better than a simple old tuxedo for you. Let me get our manager. Her name is Miss Myung. She'll get you set up with a special stylist who is just perfect for you."
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Post by ashleigh on Feb 25, 2009 23:24:56 GMT -4
I grin, trying to flirt with the blonde, hoping my pecs are visible under my t-shirt. "That sounds good, sweetheart," I drawl. "I didn't know you all sold tuxes here too though."
I take a seat, looking through the magazines. "They're pretty friendly here," I mutter.
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Post by wannabeglam on Feb 25, 2009 23:37:43 GMT -4
The blonde watches you stride over to the couches and sit. Oh, this will be so perfect, she think to herself. She buzzes Miss Myung and looks at the calendar. Oh yes, she thinks, Bambi will be a perfect stylist for Ash!
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Post by ashleigh on Feb 25, 2009 23:44:10 GMT -4
I flip through the magazines, looking at the sexy blonde from the corner of my eyes. None of the magazines the place has catches my interest; Cosmo, teen girl, redbook... I start to hope they know how to cut men's hair here.
I leave the magazines along and stretch out my legs, lounging in the waiting area.
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Post by wannabeglam on Feb 25, 2009 23:48:40 GMT -4
A petite Asian woman with striking features walks up to you and consults her clipboard. "Mr. Ash? My name is Myung. If you will follow me to Room Thirteen, we'll get you started. We have a Manager's Special today, including hair shampoo, cut, style, and complete makeover. Are you interested?" She walks away down an ornate hallway and you follow.
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Post by ashleigh on Feb 25, 2009 23:53:02 GMT -4
I follow after, my eyes glued to the Asian lady's beautiful backside. "Um...that all sounds very nice Miss Myung, but I just came in for a simple haircut, maybe a slight trim."
We pass different rooms, each with a number on them. "The makeover thing sounds a bit much," I mumble, wondering what it entails. "I don't wear makeup or anything..."
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Post by wannabeglam on Feb 26, 2009 0:08:55 GMT -4
"Well, we can certainly do anything you'd like." She opens the door to Room 13. Please go on in and have a seat. Bambi will be right with you." You walk in and immediately are put off. The room is furnished with pink everything. But, you still go to the pink barber's chair and sit down.
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Post by ashleigh on Feb 26, 2009 0:11:48 GMT -4
I sit down, frowning. "I suppose this is why guys don't go to salons," I mutter to myself.
I settle into the pink chair and try to relax, smelling something in the air, maybe strawberries. I brush my shaggy hair out of my eyes and wait, my boots drooping on the floor.
Chewing on one nail, I start to wonder how much a simple haircut will cost.
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Post by wannabeglam on Feb 26, 2009 0:20:41 GMT -4
"Hi there!" A chipper voice says from the doorway. In walks a blonde girl who looks vaguely like the receptionist but, well, bigger in all the right places. Your mouth hangs open in shock. "My name is Bambi! Let's get that hair styled up just right, okay sweetie?"
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Post by ashleigh on Feb 26, 2009 0:27:08 GMT -4
I sit, not saying anything for a moment, transfixed by the blonde's beauty, my eyes staring directly at her massive, and sexy chest.
"Hi Bambi, I'm Ash," I softly say, playing with my hands. "Nice...to..." I drift off, now getting a view of Bambi's perfect behind.
I snap out of my trance, remembering my girlfriend. "I just came in for a trim...I'm taking my girlfriend to a dance later."
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Post by wannabeglam on Feb 26, 2009 18:11:12 GMT -4
"Ooooh! I just LOVE dances!" She wraps a covering over you, white with pink trim, and turns the chair around. "Let's get your hair rinsed and washed" You hear the water start and you're aware that Bambi is humming something that....yes....it's Britney Spears. "Okay dokie, slide on back here.." she says as she lowers you back and begins to run warm water over your hair.
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