MIMI
Strolling into the kitchen, Cassidy grinned as she saw Mimi standing there. She’d been in search of a drink, but the prospect of conversation was much more fun for the other girl. She twirled a strand of pink tinged hair around her finger, smirking as she sauntered over to the other girl. She picked up two shot glasses from the counter, pouring a shot for both of them as she raised an eyebrow at the girl. Passing her the shot, she chuckled softly. “So, where did you learn to do hair like this? Because I’m obsessed.”
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