By Nightengale Ben-Onyeukwu
Robert gently blew dry Michael’s hair but from the mirror Michael looked at Robert and said coldly, ‘Hurry up with that.’
‘Yes, sir,’Robert nodded, increasing the speed of the hairdryer, swiftly blowing his hair. ‘Sir, maybe you have to get a clean shave…the look sends a bold message of confidence in your style... honestly, you wouldn’t need to blow dry your hair everytime you wash it.’
Michael glared at him from the mirror. ‘That means you’re wishing me razor bumps? Do you want to be fired?’
‘No, sir.’Robert shook his head, feeling a bit embarrassed. ‘When you shave with wet hair, moisturising shaving oil, and a grand shaving cream, you won’t get any bumps.’
‘Why didn’t you shave your hair?’Michael glowered at him.
Robert knew that Michael
looked handsome in his curls with fade hairstyle
but had decided to tease him a bit. The medium-length curls and neat faded
sides made Michael look grand and refreshing. Michael was very handsome as
though he was made especially from heaven without coming out through the
natural child birthing. He was so attractive that Robert couldn’t help but admire
him from the mirror. He would always look charming in whatever he wore; whether
hairstyle or clothes. The sight of Michael was indeed a breath of fresh air.
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