Chapter 65

Henry is so glued to my body that I feel his breath on the back of my neck.

"They choose an ink "Charlie screams, stopping in front of a counter that trembles by the beat of the music. He takes my bag and gives it to a purple-haired woman on the other side of the counter. "Pass on the clothes, hair and fur. It comes out easily with water.

“Why do we need paint? "I look around, trying to choose a color that is not so shocking, but they are all too sharp.

Charlie greets a couple with green hair before turning to answer me.

"We're at a color party, cute! The goal is to get attention.

A boy with colored hair approaches my side on the counter, taking the hose of a compressor with a stripe of all colors.

"Do you need me to paint you with the hose, kitten? "Your tone is kind, but the obscene gesture you make with the object makes me embarrassed.

Henry stretches an arm and pulls the hose out of the hands of th