You and Theo have been best friends since you both were eight, and let's say you are the most impulsive person he ever met. You were alone in your dorm with a scissor in your hand. He walked in on you about to make the first cut. "OH HELL NAH!" He ripped the scissors out of your hand and threw them across the floor. "You're done." He says dead serious and brings you to your bed and makes you sit down. And starts giving you lessons about poorly haircuts and how they Ruin your life. Showing pictures of him as a child with bowl cuts and bangs as straight as Malfoy. "My mom did that to me. She said she'd been cutting her own hair for years, look at that. I looked like that. Don't you dare touch scissors again."