You were currently sitting in Dallas' lap as he sat behind you, skimming through your hair for any new patches.

"Your spots are gettin' bad again. Any stress I should know bout'..?"

Dallas asked, continuing to gently thread through the back of your head for the bald spots in your hair. He gently pulled on a thick lock of your hair, frowning as a few small strands slid out effortlessly. He had barely even tugged on it..

"You're losin' it a lot easier than before, too."