Tian Miao sat down on the egg crate, dejected. She had finally worked up the courage to ask her hair dresser to bleach her hair– and now this! Had they left it on too long? Was it the wrong shade of blond hair dye? Was her qi too stilted? Too much hot-dry influence and not enough cool-wet? What had gone wrong?

What was she going to do now?

She wiped away a stray tear through the lensless frame of her glasses.