Joanna's POV
Anyways, I then shook my hair to let it flow after I had let it out of the hairnet and checked it out in the mirror to see I really looked good.
I applied some lip gloss and smiled at my reflection. Grabbing my purse, I trudged out of the room to see Elvis about to enter his but hesitated when he noticed me.
"Wow, sis!" He exclaimed, "Who do you wanna slay?"
"Frank," I smirked.
"Wait, Frank?" He interrogated, a shocked expression on his features.
"The one and only." I bobbed my head and made a move to walk ahead but he held me back.
"Mom told me you are doing this to get closure, what if it's not the type you expect?" He questioned, a worried look in his eyes.
"I'll live with it," I acknowledged and patted him on the shoulder.
"Good luck then, I gotta sleep," He spoke
