My mom used to hit me on the head with the back of the hair brush if I wouldn’t sit still.
Not to mention if you tired to put them in by yourself. Smashed fingers are not fun
My aunt pulled my hair back into a ponytail so hard that I couldn’t close my eyes properly. Truth. And when I whimpered, she smacked me in the hhead with the hairbrush. Boy. Those were good times. Not.
My mum hit me with a wooden hairbrush once. It broke.
Mob boss Uther Pendragon runs the city of Camelot and is so determined to shut down sinful jazz bar and speakeasy The Magic Room that he sends his playboy son undercover to destroy it. Little does Arthur realise that he’ll soon fall for the music, the people and especially the club owner, the elusive Merlin Emrys.