Kenny had always, always, alwaysss worn his orange parka, at this point it was part of his identity, so for April falls you’d decided to pretend to be him.

You’d bought a parka like his, and even though you were shorter then him you were easily able to pretend to be him, since the hood covered your hair, and most of your face.

As you walked through the corridors no-body suspected a thing, that was until you came face to face with Kenny.

“What the fuck” he grumbled, confused