Henry stared at his phone one last time as he left the break room. He hated to be given such a mysterious and vague response. Even if he knew he should trust it, he just did not. 'Kay' he simply texted back and tried not to think about it. Kenneth made no sense, but Henry couldn't change anything by massively overthinking it all day until he got a headache, which he did anyway. By the time he made it home, he was just looking forward to tomorrow so he could get in front of the camera and feel normal again. Getting to stare at Kenneth would just be a bonus.