"You do realize that my hair has been long for, the last year and I haven't had any such horrendous breakouts," Adam informed Bryar, barely managing to not roll his eyes. "Besides, if I cut my hair off, my wife won't have anything to hold onto when we're fucking." Yes, it was more information than he needed to share, but Bryar's attitude toward his hair length was more annoying than his mother's. And that was completely beside the point.
"Look. I'm not even that concerned about my pores. That is the least of my worries," Adam explained. "My not being able to deal with my students because I'm fucking seventeen is my problem. I need a nap. And possibly to be completely anesthetized."