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 Amanda’s careful brushing. “You’re really going all out, huh?”

Rachel nodded. “Yup. By the time we’re done, we’re gonna have hair so big it’ll have its own zip code.”

Courtney snorted. “Robert, you better be getting this on video, because we’re about to become legendary.”

“Oh, trust me,” Robert smirked, “this is all getting documented.”

As the girls worked on each other’s hair, fluffing, teasing, and adding volume, the apartment filled with laughter and playful banter. Robert kept filming, zooming in on the transformations, knowing that Hair Night had officially become the best part of his week.

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