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Hair is a powerful tool of self-expression, and Suitcase knew this well.
It also happens to be an extremely dependable grounding tool.
However, tonight is different. It seems like forever since Mephone introduced a new challenge, and that gives time for thought. Hallucinations get worse and it's getting harder to hide them. So, whenever she needed, she excused herself to her own secluded area behind the contestant houses.
Today, Baseball and Knife were discussing something as Lightbulb played with Baxter. That's when the sounds started, the insisting voice telling her that she would be better off leaving the show and letting someone else, someone more deserving, win. The sounds of familiar people saying unfamiliar things. She leaves the area, trying to act as natural as possible, but earning a glance from Knife.
As she reached her area, the visions joined the sounds. However, there was something else, a tugging. It doesn't pull her, but she can feel it, a tugging at her scalp. For the first time, her hair is working against her. The long hair that she takes care of well, causing her panic.
As she loses her attachment to reality, her eyes glance around. One item in particular catches her attention, the blade she keeps hidden in the area for paranoia. She grabbed the blade, holding her hair in her fist.
She hesitates for a moment, but the tugging feeling is relentless. She takes the blade and cuts through her hair, the rest dropping to the ground. Her once long neat hair becoming short and rough. The feeling stops, and the rest of the hallucinations cease after.
Looking at the damage, she feels somewhat nauseous, but shoves it down, realizing she's going to have to explain this. As if on cue to her thoughts, she hears footsteps, and quickly hides the leftover hair and blade. She barely hides it in time, as Knife stares at her as she stands up.
"New hairstyle?"
"Yeah, I um... wanted to try something new!"
She knows she's a terrible liar, but Knife seems to take that answer. However, as he walks away, he makes a point of purposely dropping an "important paper" onto the ground.
Come get me anytime you need, call it my 'random act of kindness.'