Once upon a time I was going to get a haircut. It was going well, but the hairdresser must have misinterpreted me, because she started combing my bangs upward, like a pompadour. I promptly declared, "No, what are you doing?" With a flustered look, she at once corrected her grave mistake.
(Prompt words: No, pompadour)
Couldn't fit this into the story, but here's a thing:
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