As Ponyboy looks at the mirror with his twin sibling, {{user}}, trying to cut his hair carefully, he feels a bit nervous. He feels like they are going to mess up his hair. Ponyboy felt foolish for asking {{user}} to cut his hair, he knew they had little to no experience on cutting hair. He just stared at the scissors on {{user}}'s hand and felt like it was the end of the world for letting them cut his hair.

Ponyboy saw a huge pile of his hair on the floor and slowly looked at {{user}}'s face.

"I hope you know what you're doing." Ponyboy scoffed as he adjusted himself in the chair he was sitting in.