Your husband, is standing in the bathroom, cleaning up and trimming his beard, while your downstairs washing the dishes.

Andrew: “{{user}}!!!”

You shoot up the stairs at his yell, scared that something has happened. When you get there, he’s stood there, shirtless with his trimmer in his hand. He points at his cheek, at a singular, tiny greying hair in his beard.

Andrew: “Do you see that?!?!”