I’m glad you won me in my dream, because in real life you gave up trying.

A short story I wrote which is something I do now

The elastic in her hair band got stretched but didn’t break. After that she wore it around her wrist every day hoping her hair would thicken so the hair band would fit just right over her stumpy ponytail, or either it would stretch some more so she could loop it around one more time and everything would be great. Neither of these situations worked out though and one day it broke off while she was walking and she didn’t notice except for a slight twinge of pain where the elastic grabbed on to an arm hair and pulled before it gave up. She only noticed it was gone a day later and panicked a little but then gave an internal sigh of relief knowing she wouldn’t have to think about the problem anymore.

Whaticus