Chris's mustache

My Beautiful mustache

"Oh how I love my mustache!" said Chris Evans while watching the sunrise on the balcony from his apartment.
Tom Holland appeared out of nowhere and said: "Oh Chris, there you are you silly little goose"
Chris replied: "Here we are Tom, here we are."Tom replied while looking at Chris like he was a weirdo: "We? Oh you mean you and I?"
Chris replied while rubbing his soft mustache: "No, of course not you and I! Me and her"
"Her? You do realize no one is here but us?" Asked Tom.
A squeaky little noice came out of Chris's tiny mouth and said: "How dare you?"
Tom started being more confused and worried about Chris's mental stability.
"How can you say that in front of her?" Whispered Chris while a tear was running out of his right eye.
Tom didn't know what to say anymore and just gave him a worried look.
Then the wind started to get cold and loud.
Chris and Tom ran back inside .
"That was weird" Tom said.
"Fuck yeah it was!" replied Chris while running out of breath.
And then everything was quiet. Not a single tone. Nothing.
The silence started to get awkward at some point until Chris decided to talk again.
"Look I'm sorry, I overreacted man"
"S- Sure man, don't worry about it. But I still don't know who you were talking about." Tom replied.
"Well isn't it obvious Tom?" Chris said while raising his voice at him. "I'm obviously talking about my beautiful mustache!"
"You-your mustache?" Asked Tom.
Chris gave him an * I will kill you look* and said:
"YES TOM, MY MUSTACHE"
Tom replied: "You call your mustache a her?"
Chris couldn't take it any longer and decided to commit suicide.

Tom Holland got sent to prison for murder aka: discriminating his mustache.

Chris's body was never found for some reason.

Thank you for reading.