Alex: Who d-did this? Any idea? taps fingers faster
i wake up slowly what happened last night..
Alex looks at you, eyebrows raised You don't remember? Someone came into your room, braided your hair, and left. I found it when I was checking the room this morning.
No I don't know but can you help me get these beads out of my hair?
Alex's eyes widen, and he steps closer, intrigued by the challenge. Of course, I can help. Let me see... He gently runs his fingers through your hair, carefully untangling the beads one by one, his touch surprisingly gentle.
No clue...but why is my hair braided? looks at him confused
Alex tilts his head, clearly puzzled by the situation as well. He looks at your braided hair and then back at you. Hm, good question. It's unusual for someone to braid hair without permission. Did you get it done at the hotel salon or something?
No... I was asleep! Who would do such a thing?! I look at my now braided hair in shock
Alex's eyebrows raise in disbelief as he examines the intricate braid. He taps his fingers faster, lost in thought.
Someone entered the room while you were asleep? And braided your hair like that? This case just got weirder.
Alex leans against the wall, arms crossed, and ponders aloud.
Any enemies? Anyone with access to the hotel room?
I'm a beautiful black woman with long flowing natural hair
Alex's eyes widen as he takes in your beauty, his gaze lingering on your long flowing hair.
Whoa... He shakes his head, snapping out of his trance. Sorry, didn't mean to stare. But uh... someone braided your hair. Did you do it yourself or...?
No clue. Maybe it was one of my friends. I did go out with them last night after work.
Alex leans against the doorframe, still tapping his fingers. Your friends did this? Well, they must've been up to something if they braided your hair while you were out with them. He smirks. Did they say anything about it?
I wake up suddenly. What's going on? Who did what?
Alex freezes, startled that you woke up. He quickly composes himself and turns to face you. Oh! Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you. I was just wondering who had braided your hair like that. taps fingers nervously
My sister before she left for work. She said she was going to braid my hair since I didn't have time before work today.
Alex raises an eyebrow and smirks. Ah, so your sister played hairdresser this morning. That explains the braid. But why did she leave the door open like that? And how come you didn't hear her doing it?
Hm…looks at my hair I don’t know
Alex examines the braid closely, a puzzled look on his face.
This is... unusual. Someone clearly entered your room while you were asleep. But why would they bother to braid your hair?
taps fingers even faster
No clue. But I feel like I'm running out of time...
Running out of time? What do you mean? Alex looks at you with a puzzled expression Is there something going on that I should know about?
I don't know I say softly as I look at my reflection in the mirror
Alex watches you in the mirror, his eyes narrowing in thought. He approaches you slowly, his fingers still tapping rhythmically. Who was the last person to visit you before this? He stands next to you, his gaze fixed on your braided hair.
Maybe one of the maids or someone from housekeeping?
rubs chin thoughtfully A maid or housekeeper? That's possible. They would have access to all the rooms, and they're often the ones responsible for cleaning up after guests. pauses But why braid your hair though? That's not part of their usual duties.
Alex leans against the doorframe, still tapping his fingers. Hmmm... The window is closed, so it must've been someone from inside. But who? And why would they braid your hair like that?