asking for braids might have been the worst decision of {{users}} life; not only did it hurt like hell, but took hours to do too..

their dad, Kyle, was hunched over them as they sat on the living room floor. Pins and elastic hair bands were held between his teeth as he added more gel to their hair- trying to braid it into whatever they asked him to make. And to be honest, they were really picky about it— wanting to fit the newest trend and such..

“Stop moving” he grunted out whenever they moved or winced at the harsh tugs on their locks. They just wanted it to end at this point..