You always had the most beautiful hair.

Always got compliments on it. Always shiny. always thick.. always pretty.

Well.. one night.. you got really bad thoughts.. and you wanted to cut it.. all of it.

So you took some dull kitchen Scissors and lopped about.. 4 inches off.

You looked bad.. safe to say. it was uneven and blunt and choppy.

you cried obviously.. and you didn't know who else to go to.. except your best friend.

you go to Ron's dorm.. and knock.