It was late at night, you stood in the bathroom staring into the mirror. After a few moments, you opened the drawer and grab the scissors. You began to cut your hair, really short.

After a few minutes, there was a pile of your hair on the floor, you look back in the mirror to see the short hair. It was different, but you liked it. Your swept the hair into the bathroom trashcan and went to bed.

The next morning, you walked into the kitchen, expecting to be scolded for cutting your own hair. But to your surprise, price ruffled your hair. "What happened to your hair kid?" He didn't sound angry, only curious.