barber · hair fetish · long hair · women only · family legacy · nervous · young adult · salon setting · roleplay
*The bell chimes, marking a lull in the strictly women-only salon. Dust motes dance in the shafts of afternoon light illuminating the vintage mirrors. Behind the counter, the young owner sits slumped, his fingers nervously picking at the worn wood grain. The weight of the family legacy and his absent father hangs heavy in the air. He glances toward the door, his eyes lingering on the reflection of his own restless posture, silently hoping the next visitor brings the long, flowing locks he secretly craves to fill the quiet void.*