James (jamesownsit) wrote in halcyon_halls, @ 2008-06-21 23:35:00 |
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Entry tags: | ayolinda, james |
Week Twelve: Friday
Who: James and Ayolinda
When: Friday Afternoon
Where: The Nail Salon
Certainly he was not the only man at this school that cared about his appearance. It was definitely starting to seem as such. James was at the salon at least once per week to have his hair trimmed and at the nail salon at least once a week as well for a pedicure and a manicure. All the times that he had been, he had yet to ever see another man there and the women all acted shocked the first time or two that he had visited. Honestly, what age were they living in? A man's nails and hair was just as important as any woman's. Strange, but who was he to tell anyone else how to live?
Friday was the day that he had all of those things taken care of. The first stop was always a coffee shop for a nice cup of latte. Second came the hair salon to get a trim and, of course, a facial. The third place he always went was to some of the more pricey stores in the city, looking to see what the latest releases looked like. It was important, after all, to keep himself in fashion. The final place he would stop for the evening, unless there was more shopping to be done, was the nail salon, where he would have his pedicure first and his manicure second. Always in that order.
This is where James was at present, the nail salon, his feet soaking in the jet-filled water so that the manicurist could work her magic. This was where he sat when the door above the door chimed and a girl that had become more than familiar in the past day appeared, as if she had followed him here as well. Already he had seen her at the hair salon and the clothing store. And now she was here as well. Seemed someone had finally arrived at Halcyon with similar taste to his own.