Acquired from the internet
The guys always gave John shit about all the product he had for his hair. Shampoo, conditioner, detangler, mouse. A regular visit to the hair dresser to touch up the hair color – never a cut, but sometime a wave or curl when he felt frisky. He preened once more time in the mirror, making sure everything was perfect for the double date. Can’t cut corners with a Leo and his mane.
(words 71, first published 4/30/22 – created from a Facebook writing group prompt with aim about 50 words)