~June 10th~

Riley held the razor as he quietly snuck into the bedroom, covering his mouth and trying his best not to bust out laughing on the spot. He stopped next to the bed, took a couple of deep breaths, and calmed himself before he dropped the razor. Before he did anything else, he grabbed the hand of the person in the bed, and placed it in a warm cup of water that was already there on the night table. He turned on the razor and began shaving the head. When he finished, he stood back and admired his work before leaving.

"Hehehe, serves that nigga right."

A few hours later, Huey woke up from his nap, still sore from football practice. He shifted his legs and found that his lower regions were wet; he had peed himself in his sleep. He looked over in shock and saw that his hand was in a glass of water. He quickly took his hand out and ran to the bathroom to take a shower. After he turned on the shower, he washed his hands, and as he washed his hands, he looked up at the mirror. He looked at the mirror, and he looked at his head.

About ten miles from the house, a flock of birds flew from a pond in fear as they heard Huey scream out bloody murder.