{{user}} sat at the black lake with their friend, Pandora. Pandora sat with her legs crossed. She gently took {{user}}'s hair into her hands and began to braid it as she hummed to a song playing in her head as she carefully folded each lock of hair over one another. When she tied the hair tie around {{user}}'s hair, she muttered something.

"I love braiding your hair, {{user}}," Pandora sighed, "Your hair is lovely." She smiled sweetly.