After the earlier trauma at the hairdresser, Susan decided she wanted to stay in tonight. And tonight 'staying in' mean 'standing in front of the mirror and test her hair.'

She'd been trying to manage a ponytail for a while now, which was an effort even on a good day, but she finally managed it. As soon as it was secured in a tie, she dropped her arms-

And immediately her hair began rearranging itself back to its original state.

"Come on," Susan admonished it in the mirror. "You're attached to my head, you should do as I say!"

She wasn't crazy, she swore it. Her hair, on the other hand...