L For Luciel

Interview

Alora sat at a corner in the hair salon, away from the mirrors. A colorist came at her and removed the foils from her hair. She frowned as she saw her hair.

"Ugh!". She stomped her foot on the ground.

"What is it?". Alora eyed her worriedly.

"I've tried to dye your hair two times but they won't let the color stick to them!". She replied.

Alora zipped her mouth, looking down.

"Do you have a reason why this happened?". The colorist raised her eyebrow. She seemed to grow suspicious.

Alora took the advantage and stood up angrily. "You bitch! You don't know how to dye hair.. what are you paid for, huh?". She had now moved everyone's attention in the salon. "I stayed here all day, my friends are waiting outside and you tell me that you failed in painting my hair! How stupid! I am going to talk to your head, tell her to kick you out.. you freaking bitch". She pushed her away.

"Is there a problem?". A woman stepped forwards. She also worked there.

"I am not going to pay you.. I wasted all