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[revengeisbitter]

[He's in the kitchen, looking considerably distressed. His hair has grown past his shoulders, and his new appearance is evidently causing him a lot of grief. He's hacking at the hair with a kitchen knife, but regardless of how much he cuts it, it keeps growing back.]

Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck... Why won't it cut off?

[His hands start to shake and he lets out a growl of frustration, tossing the knife aside. It hits the wall with a loud clatter.]

Damn this place to hell...