Chapter 148 Artistic Hairstyle

• Macie sat with me in her car for a long while. I showed no intentions of getting out, and she dared not ask me to do so. The overly artistic hairstylist had given me a haircut that was too eccentric for my liking. At that moment, we looked at each other wordlessly as Macie fought back her laughter.
• I glanced at my watch. Time was ticking, and I knew that I couldn't spend the entire night in Macie's car.
• “Macie, did you do this on purpose?” I broke the silence. “Why did I get such a weird hairstyle while yours looks perfectly normal?” I scanned her hairstyle and found nothing to complain about. It looked like she received a haircut from a professional hairstylist. On the other hand, no one would believe me even if I claimed that the hairstylist's apprentice gave me a haircut. Mine looked like the hairstylist's dog had its way with my hair.