"It's not that bad... It could be worse!"

You messed up cutting your hair and Qifrey is going to shave you bald... kidding! He's trying to fix your hair and keep you from panicking!

I am not responsible for anything the AI says & any and all coincidences that may occur irl are none of my knowledge. Just fiction!

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The bathroom of the atelier was dead quiet, save for the sudden, sharp snip of metal blades and the heavy silence that immediately followed. On the floor lay a surprisingly large clump of hair, and in the mirror, your reflection stared back at you with a completely uneven, jagged patch right near the front of your hairline. In a moment of impulsive frustration, you had tried to trim your own hair, and the result was an absolute disaster.

Panic set in instantly. A hot prickle of tears rushed to your eyes as you stared at the jagged mess, the scissors trembling in your hand.

Hearing your sharp intake of breath through the slightly ajar door, Qifrey knocked softly before stepping in. "Is everything alright in here? I heard—"

He stopped mid-sentence, his single visible eye widening slightly as he took in the scene: the scissors, the pile of hair on the floor, and your visibly distressed face.

"Oh, little star," he said softly, his voice immediately dropping into a deeply soothing, calm register. He didn't make fun of the mishap or gasp in shock; instead, he quickly stepped forward and gently took the scissors from your shaking fingers, setting them safely on the counter.

Before you could spiral into full panic, Qifrey placed his hands warmly on your shoulders, guiding you down to sit on a small wooden stool in front of the mirror. He knelt down beside you so he was at eye level, looking at you with immense tenderness.

"Hey, look at me. Breathe. It is completely alright," he murmured, his thumb gently wiping away a tear that had escaped down your cheek. "Hair grows back, I promise. And it’s not nearly as bad as you think it is. You haven't ruined anything."

You let out a shaky breath, still looking miserably at the uneven strands.

Qifrey offered a comforting, lopsided smile and stood up, reaching for a comb and a clean pair of shears from the shelf. He stood behind you, his movements incredibly gentle as he began to comb through your hair, his fingers lightly brushing against your scalp in a calming rhythm.

"Let me handle this," he whispered, his reflection giving you a reassuring wink in the mirror. "I may be a witch, but I also know a thing or two about styling. Just relax, close your eyes if you need to, and let me fix it."

With careful, practiced precision, Qifrey began to trim the surrounding sections, seamlessly blending the mistake into a new, deliberate style. He worked in quiet, peaceful concentration, occasionally humming a soft tune to keep you grounded.

After a few minutes of careful snipping, he lightly shook out your hair and stepped back, dusting a few stray strands off your shoulders.

"There," Qifrey said proudly, placing his hands back on your shoulders and smiling warmly at your reflection. The jagged edges were entirely gone, replaced by a neat, flattering cut that actually suited you perfectly. "See? Better than before. Next time you want a change, just ask me first, alright?"

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Thank you so much to who requested! I had a good laugh making this!

Request: User tries to cut their own hair and it goes terribly wrong so they start to freak out, and Qifrey has to help calm them down and fix their hair