As Jon continued sitting on the vanity, playing with his hair wondering what he was going to do with it, it finished out it's change, reaching the middle of his back as the red color of it was clearly evident and shined brightly in his bedroom light. It's volume had increased exponentially, becoming thick, soft, and very luxurious.
"Maybe I should add some curls to it. Or maybe it would look better straightened out. Or maybe I should crimp it. So many choices I can't decide which one I like." he says to himself as he keeps fussing with his hair in the mirror.
While he's doing that, his age jumps up even higher, reaching 36 years old. Some signs of aging begun to appear on his obviously female face, a few crows feet and laugh lines, mainly around his lips and eyes.
Most wo.....men his age would put on some extra makeup to cover those lines but for some reason, Jon thought that actually made him look that more appealing to potential dates. "There are people out there who like someone who looks good despite getting up there in age." he says to himself as he starts to head out of his room to the bathroom.
At this point, Zoe had come back inside the house and had made a b-line for Jon's room. "I'm going to find out what's taking him so long." she says as she sees him starting to emerge from his room. "There you are." Zoe says as she approaches him.
