"Kenny, wake up." Hearing a familiar voice calling me away from my sleep, I turned away from it.
But I was hugged, pecked, and nuzzled endlessly with Henry's hair or something scratching me all over, and eventually, I was helped up and brought into the bathroom, where I finally opened my eyes to see Henry with a black... moustache??
I nearly punched him in the face reflexively.
"What the hell is that?" I asked him in horror, the sleepiness washed away.
"Do you like it? Ethan found this in the attic and gave it to me." He asked excitedly with his imaginary tail waggling.
"HELL NO!" I grabbed the mustache and ripped it off from his upper lip.
Henry covered his mouth and looked at me with feigned hurt.
"You said I was handsome."
"You. Not the mustache." I stuck the mustache against the mirror before opening the bathroom closet and grabbing the toothbrush and toothpaste.
"Since when are you awake?"
