Sixth Floor Girl's Bathroom, All Day
April took a step back from the wall where she had just posted her final flyer and admired her handiwork.
In bold, glittery text on cream construction paper, the flyer read:
Did you get scruffy in your time away from your parents?
Do you have a crush from home visiting that you're trying to impress?
Come to…
HAIRCUTS BY APRIL
6th Floor Girls' Bathroom
RIGHT NOW!
Reference photos or verbal descriptions accepted. Or let April go wild!
$5 per haircut, or trades accepted also.
Beneath the text, she had pasted a series of photos of makeovers she'd given over the years - Jo with side-bangs, Ripley's new 'do from the summer, and even a photo of Mal after she'd let April touch up her undercut.
With the last flyer posted, she pocketed the rest of her roll of tape and set off toward the sixth floor girl's bathroom. She figured there wouldn't be much call for the bathroom on the floor where no one lived, so it would be okay if she took up a lot of space and got some hair on the floor (which she planned to clean up, of course).
It took April several trips from her room to the bathroom to assemble everything she thought she needed. It wasn't just hair supplies, although she had plenty of those. She also stacked up some magazines on top of one of the sinks to give the whole place a real salon feel, and her laptop was around in case anyone wanted to watch a movie.
Then she propped open the door and waited for her first customers.
there is no chance i will get to pings at work today, but i wanted to get this posted early so i don't forget later.
In bold, glittery text on cream construction paper, the flyer read:
Did you get scruffy in your time away from your parents?
Do you have a crush from home visiting that you're trying to impress?
Come to…
HAIRCUTS BY APRIL
6th Floor Girls' Bathroom
RIGHT NOW!
Reference photos or verbal descriptions accepted. Or let April go wild!
$5 per haircut, or trades accepted also.
Beneath the text, she had pasted a series of photos of makeovers she'd given over the years - Jo with side-bangs, Ripley's new 'do from the summer, and even a photo of Mal after she'd let April touch up her undercut.
With the last flyer posted, she pocketed the rest of her roll of tape and set off toward the sixth floor girl's bathroom. She figured there wouldn't be much call for the bathroom on the floor where no one lived, so it would be okay if she took up a lot of space and got some hair on the floor (which she planned to clean up, of course).
It took April several trips from her room to the bathroom to assemble everything she thought she needed. It wasn't just hair supplies, although she had plenty of those. She also stacked up some magazines on top of one of the sinks to give the whole place a real salon feel, and her laptop was around in case anyone wanted to watch a movie.
Then she propped open the door and waited for her first customers.
there is no chance i will get to pings at work today, but i wanted to get this posted early so i don't forget later.