♔ Tristen (P.O.V)
“We need to talk to him, but we need to be discreet. I’m sure he’s not stupid,” I say, dragging my fingers through my untrimmed beard.
Felix scowls displeased as he points in my general direction with his right pointer finger. “First off, Tree, you need to shave that s**t off.”
“My beard?”
He rolls his eyes at my question. “No, your glorious locks. Yes, your beard dumbass.”
Dumbfounded, I stared at him, my mouth wide open. “You want me to shave this?” I motion with both hands to the gloriousness of my beard.
“Oui,” he nods, confirming my question.
“Absolutely not happening! It’s my best feature,” I protest.
“I love you mate, but it looks like you glued a load of cat fur to your face.”
Glaring at him, I ask seriously. “What do I get out of it?”
“You’ll look bette
