There isn't any kitchen, just a microwave with a bunch of accessories placed above a fridge. Sable would have to hang up all the clothes herself. There's lots of space in the closet, though, including in a drawer under the coat rack. The coat rack even has a special 2-piece coat hanger that lets her hang her panties on the lower piece, instead of stuffing them in a drawer!

Clearly this culture has embraced the comforts of delivery. Good for them. And that's quite the clever little closet, nicely efficient. Pretty soon everything is hung up.

She brushes her teeth, washes up, and gets into bed. Big day tomorrow.

The electrolysis and hair clinic is a quick (the subway is really amazingly fast and smooth here) ride away, with a very inviting atmosphere. There's a nice-looking hair salon, lots of cute plants installed near the entries, comfortable chairs and everything else. A well-dressed woman notes Sable making her way in. "I guess you were the one ordering one of the electrolysis sessions? Please come with me."

"Yep, that's me." She follows, automatic charm smile stretching across her face like clockwork.

The room is quite open and spacious, with a white bed that looks like a hospital bed, while being much nicer and more comfortable. A pair of machines get taken out of a corner of the room, and the woman motions for Sable to lie down before lifting up what looks like an oxygen mask. "So, I want to know where the limit goes. How much hair we're getting rid of." She awkwardly reaches for a marker and holds it. "I do that by starting high up and making my way down, and you say "stop" when I've hit the limit of how far up I'll be doing the electrolysis."

She starts at Sable's hair, slowly making her way down before stopping for a moment just under her eyebrows. "The most common option is for me to remove absolutely every single strand of hair below this point, including all peach fuzz", she says. "Does that sound good to you? Or is there anyplace you don't want me to take everything? If not, I'll mark that with my marker and get you started."

"Oh wow. I'll keep the eyelashes, but yeah, everything below that can go, peach fuzz included. Does it take repeat sessions, or does modern tech let you do it one and done?"

"We do need repeat sessions, yes, usually just one or two more. We've been experimenting with upping the electrolysis current, hoping that it'd work more powerfully against hair cells, but it can only do so much. I'll be doing the max electrolysis current this time, though, to try getting as much as is I possibly can this first session. You'll still look beyond amazing for a good while afterwards, even if you're not completely finished."

"Wonderful. Thank you so much. What do you need me to do? I presume clothes off and all that?"

"Yes, clothes off, it's awkward on my part. And then you lie down here, and breathe in this." She points at the oxygen mask she's holding. "And then I'll be ready to start without worrying about you being in pain or squirming around."

"Oh wow. Okay!" She strips down, lays down, and accepts being anesthetized.

There's something strange about the anesthetic, it almost gives Sable a kind of high, before she's knocked out.

And she wakes up and feels really great and incredibly well-rested afterward, not even groggy or anything, without a hair of body hair to be seen. And there isn't even any hint of lingering pain at all. The woman doing the procedure smiles at Sable. "Nice seeing you awake again! I gave you enough of a buffer to not experience any lingering pain afterwards, I hope?"

"Nope, not a bit! Just feel like I had the absolute best nap and woke up with all the hair gone. You did marvelously."

She hops up and checks herself out in a little bit of wonder.

She didn't mention this, but she's also applied an aloe vera cream to various parts of Sable's skin to make it even softer and smoother. And she also removed any hint of stubble or peach fuzz on Sable's face, as well. It makes her skin feel very sensitive, but the hair being gone makes it so, so obvious how rough and coarse and uncomfortable it is to feel the hair being pushed against your body. Especially having the hair removed from Sable's bikini area, has removed a big source of discomfort and itchiness that Sable never even realized was there.

"Oh wow. Just... Wow."

She gets to have this. She actually gets to have this.

"How soon should I come back for the follow-up?"

"Probably two months or so? The hair has to be fully grown out, and the time that takes varies from person to person. But I think that you'd only need one more session like that, two more if you were very unlucky. And that'd be your last time ever, of course."

She grins, excited. "Thank you so much."

As she puts her clothes back on, she asks, "Is there time to dye my hair, too?"

It's currently a messy mass of black curls hanging about her ears, having been very slowly growing out for a few months.

"Yes, there absolutely is. What color are you thinking? We don't carry too much inventory, so we might have to wait for a bot to bring it from the warehouse."

"Dark orchid violet." If readers think this sounds like the Pirates' moiety, that's because it is. "If there's a color picker, or a set of standard colors listed online, I can try to pick out the one I mean."

"There's about a billion color pickers, I can show you the one I think works the fastest?" She brings out a phone from a hidden pocket in her skirt, putting it in Sable's hands. There's a square swatch in a corner, in a dark violet color quite similar to the one she's thinking about, but there's a circle of similar colors that she's able to choose from taking up most of the phone's screen, so she can get exactly the color she's looking for. Unfortunately, the exact color she wants is only in a warehouse thousands of miles away at the moment. But she can get an incredibly close hair dye sent to the salon in 15 minutes using a cargo robot. "And that's not just one application of the dye, that's a fairly big container that'll last a while."

"Awesome."

She did not expect knowing the hex code of her favorite color to pay off this well.

"So, let's just get a haircut and a dye at once, while we're still here?" She motions for Sable to sit on one of the chairs. "Can you get me a photo of your ideal hair, too? I want to impress you."

She pulls out her phone and finds a curly-haired image. "This is probably the best we can do with my hair as it is now. The ideal I'm going for eventually is more like these though." And she shows two different images.

The woman nods at Sable. "Well, it's just a question of waiting, then? I can get started on fixing your hair while we wait for the dye to show up, and then I'll finish up by dying your hair, does that sound fine to you?"

"Sounds like a plan!" She settles into the haircutting chair and takes her glasses off.

"Oh, those aren't fashion glasses? I'm kind of surprised, basically everyone does contacts these days." She begins working on Sable's hair, shaping it so the curls are all pretty at a very high speed. She shows an impressive level of precision and dexterity with her hands, quickly giving Sable the haircut she asked for. "I'll head off to grab the hair dye now, just wait a moment." She returns to finish off Sable's haircut and finishes off dyeing her hair as well. "Was that everything you needed, now that you're already in the barber's chair?"