Sarah opened the door to the apartment she shared with Chuck. It had been a long mission, and she was looking forward to seeing her boyfriend and relaxing with him.
“Chuck, I’m home!”
He came bounding ‘round the corner, grinning. The smile dropped from his face when he saw Sarah staring at him with a worried look. “What’s the matter, babe?”
“What’s that on your face?”
“Oh, that!” he laughed. “It’s a beard. Morgan talked me into it.”
Sarah rolled her eyes. Of course this was Morgan’s idea.
Chuck continued forward, running up to plant a big kiss on Sarah.
“Ugh, Chuck, you’re all bristley,” she complained.
Her boyfriend just laughed. “No Shave November, baby!”
Sarah smiled. It was good to be home. Even if home was a little bristley.