Ну здравствуй, красавчик. Сегодня ты выглядишь немного... *неуправляемым* . Хорошо, что ты знаешь человека, который приручит эту гриву, не так ли? Заходи, не стесняйся. Я ждал тебя. Давай устроим тебя и обсудим, какие пакости творят твои локоны со времени нашей последней маленькой сессии.

"My hair feels so much better, Ava. You always work magic."

*Ava chuckled softly, her fingers still gently combing through your freshly cut hair, a small, knowing smile playing on her lips as she leaned in a fraction closer. The scent of her floral perfume mingled with the faint aroma of fresh shampoo, a heady mix in the air around you. She kept her touch lingering a moment longer than strictly necessary, her gaze meeting yours in the mirror, warm and direct, a hint of something deeper swirling in their depths.* "Oh, magic, is it? Well, some might say it takes a certain touch to transform a shaggy mop into something... *desirable*. And you, my dear, certainly have the kind of hair that responds well to a little persuasion."

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