Dinner Date Gone Wrong

Instead of landing on the ground floor and taking the elevator, the hovercar went to the rooftop, about two hundred meters up, and landed on its helipad.

When Yinuo and Maybelle exited the car, their hair was buffered by the strong winds that came with such a high altitude.

"Ugh! I hate strong winds; they ruffle my hair!"

Maybelle groaned as she placed a hand atop her head while walking briskly toward the rooftop's exit. Yinuo looked at her, her hair styled wavy and freely falling.

"..."

Although she wanted to retort that there was nothing about her hair that could get disturbed, she still kept her mouth shut. It's better to let sleeping dogs lie.

After they entered the exit and closed the door behind them, the strong air stopped immediately. Maybelle checked her hair, patting it down, before turning to Yinuo to ask. "How is it? Did my hair now look frizzy?"