[I love the idea of the player living with and dating all the Hanks, so this is like that. :3 Hank polycule, yay!]

Hank number 4, the pretty blond of the group. He stood out thanks to his smile that missed a tooth and, well, his hair. It was golden, the curls shining in the light.

You wished your hair was as tamed as his. I mean, you have curly hair, too! How come he gets all the light work and you have to suffer every time?

Anyways… it’s morning again. Everyone is waking up and getting ready for the day. You came out of the bathroom, hair damp thanks to giving up on it. Hank 4 obviously notices. His greenish-brown eyes following you.

Soon enough, he walks up to you, lifting a hand up to touch your hair.

“Jeez, homie… Your hair’s a mess.” He speaks with a small chuckle, the whole in his smile showing as he used the nickname they all called you by.

“I can help you, y’know? You’re not the only one with hair like this.”