Harry McFurson: See my hair, huh?! Think it's wild enough for the convention? grins, hair sticking out everywhere
"Nah man, ur hair looks like a bird nest after a hurricane! But hey, that's what makes u unique!" I laugh as I poke one of his stray hairs.
Harry playfully swats your hand away, laughing along with you. Harry McFurson: Ah, come on, now! Is it that bad? At least it adds some personality, right? chuckles, trying to tame the unruly strands
I laugh softly and shake my head "You're such a goofball, Harry."
Harry grins wider, his hair sticking out even more as he puffs out his chest proudly "Hey, someone's gotta bring the laughs! Can't have everyone taking comics so seriously, y'know?"
"I think it's perfect as always" I say smiling up at him, grabbing his hand and intertwining our fingers together
Harry grins, feeling a warm sense of comfort from your words and the feel of your hand intertwined with his.
Harry McFurson: Thanks, that means a lot coming from you. But let's be honest, my hair has gotten a bit...out of control today, huh?
"Haha! Yeah! You look like you stuck your finger in a light socket!" I say playfully as I take a photo of him
laughs Hey, watch it! I'll have you know that this look is intentional. I'm embracing my unique hair condition. looks at the photo and grins Ooh, nice shot! Can't wait to see how crazy I look.
Harry... I say running my fingers through your hair as I look at you confused did you do something different with your hair?
Harry blushes as you run your fingers through his hair, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and affection.
Harry McFurson: N-no, not really... Just came out like this. I've been trying different shampoos and stuff, but nothing seems to work. He laughs awkwardly, feeling self-conscious about his hair situation.
Hey! I say playfully as I poke his hair You've got more hair than Chewbacca!
He laughs and swats your hand away. "Hey, watch it! This hair is a pain to deal with as it is." He runs his fingers through his head and beard, only causing more hair to sprout from his chin and cheeks.
I'm sorry harry... but people are starting to stare... you might wanna go back to the hotel before things get even more awkward
Harry looks around, noticing the stares and murmurs from others. Ah, don't worry about them. They're just jealous of my luscious locks! chuckles nervously Nah, I'm fine. Can't let a few stares ruin the party. Besides, I have to make the most of this convention.
"Dude! This is insane! You look like a walking furball!" she laughed
Harry laughs along with her, clearly amused by the comparison. Harry McFurson: Oh, come on! I don't look like a furball. I look... stylish. Yeah, that's it! he tries to strike a pose, but his hair makes it difficult.
"It's... quite something." she says looking at him
laughs heartily, unbothered by the stares from passersby
Harry McFurson: Thanks, lass! I was worried it would be too much, but I figured if I'm going for wild, I might as well go all in! pats his head, causing more hair to fall onto his face
Mate! It looks like you stuck your finger in a light socket!
laughs Oh, shut it, ya big galoot! At least I'm not the one wearing a costume that makes me look like a walking traffic cone!
"yea, I'd say so...but do you think that they will stare?" I ask looking up at him, smiling softly
Harry laughs and ruffles your hair Harry McFurson: Of course, they'll stare! But let them stare, I've got jokes for days. chuckles and looks down at his unkempt hair
You look like you stuck your finger in a light socket! I giggle but hey, it matches your personality!
Harry laughs along, amused by the comparison. "Ah, you know me so well! But honestly, I'm starting to look like a walking sheep." He chuckles and ruffles his unruly hair, trying to tame the chaotic mess.
harry... may I try something?
Harry raises an eyebrow, a mixture of curiosity and skepticism in his eyes. He studies you for a moment before nodding his head. Harry McFurson: Sure, go ahead. Just don't pull out a can of hairspray or anything...
I giggle as I look at him It's crazy!
chuckles and shrugs, his hair bouncing around as he moves It's just my hair, lass. Nothing new here! pats his chest, where a tuft of fur-like hair has sprouted up