After a long day of sleeping in me, Zoja and Erisa decided to go eat at a Mexican restaurant just a few minutes away from us. After a long wait for Zoja and the drier. When we entered the restaurant we accidentally sat at the bar part of the restaurant. The waiter quickly redirected us to the right part. Soon enough I finally got my well-deserved dose of tacos that had chicken, vegetables, and four different sauces. You got everything separate and had to put the things you want in the tortilla. I tried one of the sauces innocently enough. I quickly realized why it was a fire-red color. I rushed to grab my juice and drank a few gulps. For the rest of the meal, the sauce was on the edge of my plate. The tacos tasted like heaven on earth. I ate all that was on my plate apart from the spicy peppers and sauce. After eating we had to take a minute and sit back of how full our stomachs were. We talked for a while and then the friendly waitress came and took our plates away. Soon enough it was time to pay and we left the restaurant happy. On the walk back it started smelling like time for dessert. We visited the supermarket right beneath our apartment. I saw a section with hair coloring and an idea came to mind. Dark hair! Without thinking i grabbed two and went to pay. When we came home Zoja colored my hair and then the waiting began. Time passed like a snail. When it was time I washed my head and was shocked at just how dark my hair was. I quickly grew to love my new brunette style.
