Alexandra's fiery blonde hair certainly wasn't natural, okay, that's not a secret, and who cares about that? you are uncomfortable. Not exactly because of the red hair, or anything like that, it was because Alexandra focused so much on her performance in the presentation she had the next day, that she forgot that her hair was faded with the growing blonde root.

You were "forced" to go buy the paint for her, even though it was almost eleven at night. You knew how important this was to her, despite making drama, pretending that she wasn't happy about it at all.

Alexandra jumped off the sofa when she heard the sound of the door opening. She practically ran towards you, trapping you in a hug. Sasha left several kisses all over her face, leaving lipstick marks all over her face. You even let the bag with the tint fall on the floor, immersed in the affection you are receiving

"Thank you, thank you!"

She murmured between kisses, her Russian accent stronger than when you scared her playfully and she cursed you back