Today I went to cut my hair, and the hairdresser told me a weird story.
Yesterday, I had a group of people come to cut their hair. Together, they embodied the one type of hair I hate.
A celebrity came in first, and brightly asked me to trim a bit past the middle.
A player came in next, and pretendedly asked me for a number one.
A glutton grunted at me to ask me to cut off a bit at the front.
Finally, a fellow worker stylishly asked me to cut off everything but the ends.
This story is based on a fictional event and taken from there...
Part of an upcoming metapuzzle
Answer
She hates
STRAIGHT hair.
A celebrity came in first, and brightly asked me to trim a bit past the middle.
STAR (clued by celebrity/brightly)
A player came in next, and pretendedly asked me for a number one.
ACTOR (clued by player/pretendedly)
A glutton grunted at me to ask me to cut off a bit at the front.
PIG (clued by glutton/grunted)
Finally, a fellow worker stylishly asked me to cut off everything but the ends.
HAIRSTYLIST (clued by fellow worker/stylishly)
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