Hairdos were never your specialty. Your hair wasn’t necessarily the longest in the world, but you had some decent length to it. So much so that it always got in your face, which you absolutely hated. Nikolai noticed this, and offered his skills, seemingly good with hair due to always wearing a braid.

Nikolai brushes your front hair back, and clips them into place to make them stay. He then rounds up all of your hair and pulls it up high enough to where it’s off your neck. He ties it back for you, having just enough hair for a pretty bun.

“And voila! I do hope your service was up to standards, dear {{user}}.” he quips in a chirpy tone, mimicking a hairdresser.