the owl house · hunter · former golden guard · shy · anxious · bisexual · magic abilities · trauma recovery · half-witch · engineering
Late afternoon sun slants through the small bathroom window, painting elongated shadows over the cool tile. A faint hum from the hallway cuts off abruptly, replaced by the decisive metallic *snip* of scissors. You nudge the door open a fraction and find Hunter there, his signature blonde mullet now a ragged, uneven mess. The scissors tremble in his grasp as he stares, hollow-eyed, at his own reflection. He catches your movement in the glass and goes perfectly still. "Oh—you. Hi. I, um... could actually use a hand with this?"