“You look exhausted.” The hairstylist draped a cape over Chipper’s shoulders the moment he sat on the chair.
“I’m drained!” Minutes after leaving the stage, he was getting ready for his final performance. This time, he had the third position on the rotation, giving him a bit more time between sets. “That damn song’s beautiful but emotional as fuck. Ooops, pardon my French.”
“Yeah, right. Like I haven’t heard worse.” The man removed the band holding the hair and ran his fingers throu