when citlali was a young girl who was simply rivals with huitzilin, she always kept her hair short. she believed it made it easier for her to read, when she didn't have hair getting in her way. she would clip back her bangs. she wanted to grow them out, the only reason she didn't is because huitzilin always gently touched upon them. when huitzilin died, citlali neglected her mental health. her hair grew. when she finally managed to get up, and do anything but drink or sleep, she looked in a mirror. she saw that her bangs had grown out, in the way she'd always wanted them to. she had no reason to make them short again, huitzilin was gone. but, she cut them off promptly, as she began to cry. she clutched the scarf she kept from huitzilin, as she often did when times were hard. huitzilin was always her idol, even if she would never admit it. right then and there, she decided to grow her hair out. she had long enough life to get her hair to the length of her beloved. though she still isn't quite there, she's finally able to style her hair like huitzilin. she always kept her hair with two braids, in memory, until she was finally able to mimic huitzilin. looking in the mirror was still hard for her often, but at the same time, it brought her immeasurable joy.
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