curled.
Main Characters: Enero
Word Count: 264
Did you know that it takes Enero two hours and fifteen minutes to curl her hair each morning?
When the pink-haired Spaniard wakes up, the sky is still dark. By the time she finishes curling her hair into their usual ringlets, the sun should have risen already, and the rest of the household is on the verge of stirring from sleep.
In fact, Enero uses the most hair products out of all thirteen women. She goes through countless bottles of hairspray, anti-fizz mousse, curl care moisturizers, serums, oils, shampoos and conditioners weekly. It takes a lot to keep her hair healthy after all the curling it endures each morning.
Don't even ask about the colour. The last person who insisted it was dyed spent a week in intensive care.
When straightened, Enero's hair is almost as long as Decapre and Cammy's, reaching to just around her waist. It's a sight to behold when she steps out of the bathroom with a waterfall of damp, pink hair falling down her shoulders. Her sisters had offered to style her hair into various forms of braids, loops, ties and plaits, yet Enero always refuses.
She says she prefers her curled pigtails, no matter how troublesome they are to style each morning.
She also says she's pretty sure someone had told her that her pigtails were cute, and that she should wear her hair like that more often.
What Enero doesn't remember is that those exact same words were the last thing her father had said to her before Shadaloo had taken his life and her with it.
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