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Hair Night – Chapter Seven

Another week had passed, and when Amanda, Courtney, and Rachel walked into Robert’s apartment, they were immediately drawn to the newest additions to the living room. “Ohhh, bean bag chairs ?” Amanda grinned, dropping into one and immediately sinking into its plushness. “Robert, this is the best upgrade yet.” Courtney flopped into another, stretching her legs. “Yeah, I could get used to this.” Rachel settled into the last one, her ankle-length hair spilling over the sides as she wiggled to get comfortable. “Okay, we officially need these at every Hair Night.” Robert chuckled, setting his phone down on the coffee table. “I figured if you’re gonna be here for hours playing with each other’s hair, you might as well be comfortable .” Amanda sat up slightly. “Speaking of which, what’s tonight’s theme?” Courtney smirked. “ Buns. Big, fancy, dramatic hair buns.” Rachel nodded. “Yeah, like the kind you see in period dramas and royal courts.” Robert grinned, pulling up a reference phot...

Hair Night – Chapter Six

Robert stretched out on the couch, holding his phone above him as he filmed the latest round of hairstyling chaos unfolding on the rug. The girls had moved on from their “big hair” night and were now focused on perfecting sleek, high ponytails. Amanda secured the last twist of her hair tie and gave her head a little shake. “Alright, ponytail squad, assemble!” Courtney smirked, tugging her own ponytail tighter. “How’s that for uniformity?” Rachel playfully flicked her freshly secured ponytail over her shoulder. “We look like we’re about to take over a high-fashion runway… or a cheerleading competition.” Robert chuckled, still filming. “You three should have your own team name at this point.” Amanda grinned. “How about the Ponytail Power Trio ?” Courtney scoffed. “That’s terrible.” Rachel laughed. “Yeah, we need something way cooler.” Robert set his phone down for a moment, stretching his arms behind his head. “You’ll think of something. Meanwhile, I’m just here for the show.” A...

Hair Night – Chapter Five

A week had passed since the last Hair Night, and as soon as Amanda, Courtney, and Rachel stepped into Robert’s apartment, they wasted no time making themselves comfortable on the plush rug again. “Alright,” Courtney said, stretching her arms as she settled in, “tonight’s theme: volume .” Rachel smirked. “Big hair night?” Amanda nodded, flipping her golden waves over one shoulder. “Oh yeah. The bigger, the better.” Robert, already seated on the couch with his phone in hand, raised an eyebrow. “So what, we’re going full ‘80s rock band with this?” Courtney grinned. “Something like that.” She reached into her bag and pulled out a can of volumizing spray. “Get ready, because by the time we’re done, we’ll look like we just stepped out of a shampoo commercial.” Rachel laughed. “Or a tornado.” Amanda grabbed a brush and started working through Rachel’s impossibly long, ankle-length hair. “Okay, first things first—detangle. Then we add all the volume.” Robert adjusted his phone, zooming in on ...

Hair Night – Chapter Four

The night carried on, warm and comfortable, the air filled with the soft sounds of laughter and the rhythmic brushing of long, silky hair. Robert was back on the couch, phone in hand, watching the screen as Amanda, Courtney, and Rachel continued their styling experiments on the plush rug. “So,” Courtney mused, twirling a section of Rachel’s hair between her fingers, “since Robert loves hair night so much, I think we should make it official.” Amanda raised an eyebrow. “Official how?” Courtney grinned. “Like… a weekly thing. Mandatory hair night.” Rachel giggled. “Oh, I’m so in. But do we get paid? Since, you know, we’re basically putting on a show for Robert.” Robert smirked from behind the camera. “You already get paid. I provide snacks.” Amanda tossed her long blonde hair over her shoulder dramatically. “True. And I do like snacks.” Courtney reached over and grabbed the brush, running it gently through Amanda’s hair. “Okay, but let’s take it up a notch. What if we start doi...

Hair Night – Chapter Three

The warm glow of the apartment lights reflected off the sleek surface of Robert’s phone as he adjusted the angle, capturing the scene before him. Amanda and Rachel sat close together on the plush rug, their backs straight, their impossibly long hair cascading down like rivers of silk. Courtney knelt behind them, her fingers expertly weaving their strands together into a thick, intricate braid that intertwined Amanda’s golden blonde with Rachel’s rich, lighter brown. Robert leaned forward slightly from his spot on the leather couch, zooming in to capture the detail of the braid forming. The contrast of colors was mesmerizing—the way the strands twisted and folded into each other, creating a seamless blend. He snapped a few photos, then switched to video, getting close-ups of Courtney’s hands working skillfully, her nearly black-brown hair swaying slightly as she concentrated. “Hold still,” Courtney murmured, tightening the plait near the base. “This is coming out so good.” Amanda ti...

Hair Night – Chapter Two

 The teasing had built up all evening, an unspoken tension hanging in the air as the three girls continued their game, knowing exactly what they were doing to Robert.   Amanda was the first to move. She reached up, snatching the phone from Robert’s hand with a mischievous grin.   “Hey,” Robert protested, but Amanda was already adjusting it, propping it up against the ottoman so the camera faced their little gathering on the rug.   “There,” she said, settling back down. “Now *we* control the angle. You can just sit there and… enjoy.”   Rachel gave a slow smile, reaching for the hem of Robert’s shirt. “This needs to go, though.”   Robert raised an eyebrow. “Oh?”   “Mm-hmm,” she hummed, tugging it upward. “We need a smooth surface for this next part.”   Amanda and Courtney both giggled as Robert let her pull the shirt over his head. He leaned back against the couch, the warmth of the apartment air hitting his bare s...

Hair Night – Chapter one

 The warm glow of the apartment lights bathed the living room, casting soft shadows as Amanda, Courtney, and Rachel sat on the plush rug, their impossibly long hair spilling over their shoulders and pooling onto the floor. The air smelled faintly of shampoo and coconut-scented conditioner, the girls having come over fresh from washing their hair, ready for their usual night of brushing, styling, and teasing each other.   Robert sat on his leather couch, phone in hand, watching through the screen as Amanda ran a brush slowly through Courtney’s thick, almost-black hair. The bristles glided through effortlessly, the motion smooth, rhythmic, and hypnotic.   "You’re really into this, huh?" Amanda asked, her lips curling into a smirk as she flicked a glance at Robert.   Courtney, sitting in front of her, shifted slightly, enjoying the sensation. "Oh, he’s *definitely* into this," she said, her voice teasing. "He’s been staring since we started."   ...