you took pride in your hair.

hair that reached your lower back, hair that you always wore in intricate styles.. hair that was suddenly cut above your damn shoulders due to Jack’s finger knives.

you weren’t hurt physically, having been checked over in the infirmary, but mentally? god, you couldn’t stop crying. it was all just… gone.

“..Jesus.” Norton murmurs, as he makes his way in after hearing about your previous match. “baby, what happened?”