C15 Wish Me Luck

Isabel was nothing but a filthy liar. Sulking to herself in one of the chairs at Hair Glam, that was the only thing Cassie could think about. Isabel had said that she would help her look through job ads in the privacy of her house. That was what Cassie had agreed to. She certainly hadn’t agreed to have her professional life dissected in front of the patrons and staff of Hair Glam