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."  

Rachel, sitting to the side, idly twirling a section of Amanda’s golden waves between her fingers. "Can you blame him?" she mused, sliding her fingers through the silky strands. "Long hair is kinda… irresistible."  

Robert smirked but said nothing, keeping the camera steady as he zoomed in slightly on Amanda’s hands as she carefully gathered Courtney’s hair, twisting it into an elegant high ponytail.  

"You know, Robert," Amanda mused, tying off the ponytail with a gentle tug, "if you had hair, I bet you’d be right down here with us, begging to have it played with."  

Rachel giggled. "Oh, totally. You’d be melting if someone ran their fingers through your hair like this."  

Robert finally spoke, his voice low and amused. "I don’t need hair to appreciate the view."  

Courtney laughed, flipping her ponytail over her shoulder dramatically. "Spoken like a true connoisseur."  

Amanda scooted closer to Rachel, running her hands through the girl's impossibly long, ankle-length locks, letting them slide over her fingers. "Your hair is *ridiculous*, by the way," she murmured. "How do you even manage it?"  

Rachel hummed, tilting her head slightly at the touch. "I take *very* good care of it. Maybe that’s why Robert can’t stop staring."  

Amanda shot Robert a playful look. "Think about it. This much hair, all around you, wrapping around you… Doesn’t that sound *nice*?"  

Robert exhaled through his nose, his fingers tightening around his phone. "You’re *really* testing me right now."  

Courtney grinned, untying her ponytail and shaking her hair loose, letting it cascade over her shoulders. "Maybe we just like seeing you squirm a little."  

Amanda leaned in closer to Rachel, their hair mingling together as she whispered something in her ear. Rachel’s lips parted in a small smile before she turned to Robert with a wicked glint in her eyes.  

"You know, you’re always behind the camera," Rachel said slowly. "Maybe next time, we make *you* part of the fun."  

Robert arched a brow, leaning back slightly. "Oh? And what exactly does that mean?"  

Amanda laughed, draping a section of her golden hair over Rachel’s shoulder. "Guess you’ll have to wait and find out."  

The room felt warmer, the air thicker as the girls continued teasing, brushing, and styling, their movements slow and deliberate. Robert kept filming, knowing full well that this was a game he didn’t mind playing.