henlo Maya had not intended to wander in here. She had been strolling the castle to stretch her legs after sitting entirely too long in the library. She stood at the door of the office, reading the sign. Hair models... needed...? Maya's head tilted slightly at the sign, a confused look on her face. Was someone experimenting with everyone's hair? Dying it odd colors, styling it in strange styles like they did in fashion magazines?
Hesitantly, the Slytherin walked into the room, not sure what to expect.
Spotting the older students in there, she lifted and hand to wave just slightly. "Hi."
Was she volunteering? Unsure. She'd rather see what the the older Ravenclaw did to Kinsay's hair with all those tools before offering herself up.
__________________ though we're strangers 'til now, we're choosing a path between the s t a r s________________._____________  ♡ ♡_______________________.__________________________ ____i'll leave my .l o v e. between the stars...
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