"Geez, can't you at least dry your hair properly?" Cleora asked Coco the moment she walked inside the room, hair still wet and slightly dripping into her shirt.
"Sorry, mama." Coco apologized half-heartedly as she plopped herself down onto the couch. "I'm excited with what you chose to watch."
Cleora frowned, her eyes sweeping across Coco's wet hair. "Yeah, well, your hair is bothering me so have your husbands dry it off for you. Don't even think of coming back here until you're completely dry, do you understand?"
Coco blinked and stared at Cleora, her eyebrows furrowing. "Why not? It's not like I'll get sick."
"You will get sick if you don't take care of yourself right now!" Cleora hissed, sending a dissatisfied glare in Coco's way. "Dry your hair right now, missy! Stop being difficult."
Coco let out a huff, her eyebrows furrowing. Difficult? She was just excited to get away from Alhai and Heiren.
