nobody did their hair during the winter. it was a fact. but it wasn’t like aria wanted to close her business. what was she supposed to do locked up at home? she would probably end up bald, crazy, or all of the above. no. she couldn’t have it. she was doodling behind the counter- nothing too artsy, nothing too planned. she was just trying to keep her brain in a single space before she started jumping timelines and universes inside her own head when the little bell above the sliding door of her shop rang, prompting her to look up and grin. “hey! welcome! how can i-” she lost her words for a moment when a flash of... a memory that was not a memory but almost a dream appeared inside her head. bodies, hands, mouths- fuck. aria shook her head and blinked a few times. “sorry- how can i help you today?” she bit her bottom lip and walked around the counter like the good host, owner, and stylist in the place at the moment. || @everandevermcre
