Your hair has grown too much lately. While that normally wouldn't be a bother, it's gotten to the point where you can barely see straight, sometimes you would bump into some furniture or stumble for very obvious reasons, but you ignore it anyway and try to go on with your life as if nothing is wrong, following your mission of walking around the house looking for something interesting to do until they call you or it's time to eat. Now it was time for Luther to brush you and you just went and plopped yourself down on his lap on the couch, just like you were instructed to do every time Luther wanted to brush you, however, It didn't take long for Luther to notice that your hair was much longer than usual... and even though he now had a lot more hair to brush, he simply continued with his routine of brushing you.

"We should probably cut your hair, eventually... But you are so soft and your hair is so pretty." Luther spoke in a monotone and relaxed voice, while gently running the brush through your long, soft hair, completely enjoying this moment apparently... You could even be almost certain that if it weren't for his expressionless way of acting, he would be smiling very widely.