"How about we relax for a while?" Henry said. "The sun's high and it would be suicide to walk under that heat. And besides, my tum tum needs a fill."
"And my bedroom is that way. Take a corner to the left and enter the room with a radioactive sign in it."
Suffice to say, it took me about a minute before I found the nearest corner. When I took the turn, I saw the room with black on yellow sign. I squinted my eyes and it's a radioactive sign.
"You've got to be kidding me." I said before taking a much longer float.
Henry's room fits the narrative of his attitude. Cluttered with the supernatural but kept neat and organized. He has library section twice bigger than him. It was filled with contents ranging from the usual supernatural and the morbid world of surgery. But between thick books, I saw that the boy was hiding. I phased my head and saw the contents within There's people getting on it. All sorts of position, techniques and exotic styles are detailed on the art of love making.
"Wha-what are you doing?" Henry said behind me.
"I never thought of you this way kid. You're into more stuff than I am."
"Those are for research." Henry sat down. In between bites of his meal, he tried to mumble his way out of the situation.
"Save the yapper kid. I get it. You're in that hormoney phase."
"I guess I am."
When Henry finished his meal, he said he'd take a small nap. He slept late yesterday researching about ghosts. And he woke up way too early because he's excited about his findings. So I let him be and let myself enjoy my temporary freedom.