บท 192: A Beer Fountain

Billie Bob Taylor 

With a very steady hand I held the silver long tip scissors as I held the mirror close to my face. I twisted my lip to better angle the long hairs of my moustache. Just before I could snip the untamed bits off, Benedito came in with his damn dark aura like a ghost scaring me. 

I jumped ten feet in the air as I turned to him with a snarl, "Why don't you announce yourself!" I pointed the scissor at him. "You done almost made me cut my moustache off!" I turned to look at the large mirror over the vanity and screamed when I saw a small section of moustache was missing on the right corner of my mouth. 

I let out a growl as Benedito's eyes enlarged, he spun on his heels animatedly before he ran out the bathroom. "You done come back here and explain yourself!" I yelled as I chased him around the room and somehow downstairs. "Benedito!" my voice boomed off the walls as the spurs of my boots clanked with each step.