She cocks her head, smirking. “Your hair is getting a bit long.” “I know.” “So, you should get it cut.” “Where is this conversation heading, Daisy?” I ask. She huffs a breath, annoyed. “You said she works at the salon, right? So, go get your hair cut. She has to talk to you then. And if not, well, then I suggest you take the L sooner rather than later.”
Smh johnny
