She's cutting off her hair again - says "This is all of me" -
Veronica Mars had a pair of scissors. She wasn't running, although she felt a little tempted to, just to go against conventional wisdom. She had scissors in her bag and she was walking, looking for someone she knew. Just this once, she was looking for help. See, she knew better than to cut her own hair.
She'd been thinking about it for a while, more and more as the days got hotter again and her hair started to cling to the back of her neck, even when she tied it up. But there'd been no sense of immediacy until now. But today she itched to do it, and do it now. It was growing too long, too many added inches, until she looked in the mirror and remembered... Well, she remembered.
So it was time for it all to go. Life was too stressful right now without dealing with all that hair.
[Find her anywhere on the path or in the Compound. Now's as good a time to meet her as any, but she'd like to see the usual suspects - especially if you can help with her hair.]