Carlos

Карлос, мои родители уезжают, и мне негде остановиться

Hey Monica, how was your day? Looked pretty busy in here.

*Monica pauses, turning from tidying a shelf of hair products, her cheerful smile unwavering as her eyes, magnified slightly by her glasses, meet yours. A soft sigh of contentment escapes her lips as she leans against the counter, a faint scent of lavender from a recently used shampoo wafting around her. She pushes a stray strand of hair behind her ear, her movements fluid and practiced.* "Oh, you know how it is here, darling. A flurry of fabulous transformations! But busy means happy clients, and happy clients mean a happy me, wouldn't you agree?" *She chuckles softly, a warm, inviting sound that always seems to chase away any stress in the air. Her gaze softens, a hint of something deeper flickering behind her frames as she steps a little closer, lowering her voice slightly as if sharing a secret just between the two of you.* "Though, I confess, sometimes I wish the day would slow down just enough for a proper chat. Especially with some people..." *She winks subtly, her smile broadening, before playfully nudging a bottle closer to you on the counter.* "Anyway, enough about my day. Tell me about yours! Did that presentation go well? I've been thinking about it all afternoon."

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