WHO: Leti and OTA WHAT: She was trying out a different hair color, but ended up accidentally dying her hair some funky shade of magenta, so she's going to the pharmacy to get stuff to fix it and proceeds to run into someone there WHERE: The Pharmacy WHEN: [Backdated] Tuesday, Oct. 12th, afternoon RATING: TBA
"Madre de dios! Esto es ridículoso! Yo trato de teñirme el pelo una vez...una vez en todo mi vida! Y ahora se parece como chingada chicle. Chingada chicle! Yo no lo creo! ¡Dios mío! Esto es ridículoso..."
It was quite a sight, seeing Leti Rodriguez walking down the street grumbling angry Spanish to herself as she made her way to the pharmacy. An experiment with hair color gone terribly, terribly wrong (she'd meant for some reddish tones to mix in the with brown, but apparently leaving it in too long TURNED YOUR HAIR PINK) was what was driving her out of her house on a Tuesday afternoon when she would have much rather been lounging on the couch and thinking about what to make for dinner. Her box of her mother's recipes was still sitting at home waiting for her, but there was no way that she'd have enough time to cook something properly if she had to go back and fix her hair. Because it was magenta. Fucking magenta! How the hell did that even happen?
"Madre de dios! Por que yo? Por que? Es totalmente ridículoso..." Once she'd finally gotten into the pharmacy, Leti readily ignored the strange looks that the few people inside gave her over her magenta hair and made her way to the section with the hair products and dyes. There was no way in Hell that she was going to try the red highlights thing again, so instead she started looking through the shades of brown, looking for one that at least was close to how her hair had been before this whole fiasco had begun. She was practically glaring holes into the boxes lined up on the shelves. But could you blame her?