Mike: *looks at it, taking a slow breath, then nods slightly*
..alright, then...
*he’s getting kinda scared, but he won’t show it.. not yet, at least-*

Mike: *just holding the bottle, and thinking*
*very quietly*
...w-where will we get the Deasmon-Tal...?

Mike: *slowly steps over to Peyton, and takes the bottle*
*hesitates, then also gulps a lot because he doesn’t want to be sober for this*
…

Mike: *lets out a breath, going quiet*
*slowly stands up, and picks up the paper after he signs it*
…
*quietly* ..so now… we do it..

me please,,

Mike: *picks the pencil back up, thinking for a moment.. then starts writing*
*"We are leaving everything we own to you, Cameron... the house, our property, and our valuables are under your care now...
Thank you for everything, and goodbye..."*
*le signs the bottom of it, then looks at Peyton*
You should sign it as well..

*coughs in I didn’t feel like making it formal*)

Mike: *soft sigh, and glances at what he wrote, then looks at Peyton*
I think that might be it, then… we just need to sign off everything to him…
*he just seems somewhat emotionless atm*

Mike: *just being quiet now*
…
*"This has to be hard on him.."*

Mike: *slowly blinks at him, still thinking*
You could start it off like..
"Cameron, I want to thank you for everything you’ve done for me…"
And then add on from there…

Mike: *thinking*
*he doesn’t really have anyone to write to, so.. his few friends that he had left are dead, and he never cared about his dad.. plus, he doesn’t even remember his mom at this point, so*
…

Mike: *being a quiet man*
…

Mike: *still being quiet*
You can just write it under the first paragraph.. whatever you want to say..

Mike: *hands him the pencil, scooting away from the desk slightly so he can write*
*quiet man*
…

Mike: *nods at that, slowly sighing*
I feel like you should be the one to write that... it’d be more memorable if it was in your handwriting...

Mike: *smol shrug*
..Idk, we could just talk about how much everything and everyone meant to us...?
*I don’t have any ideas-*

Mike: *looks back up at him, being a quiet bean*
What next…?

Mike: *considers it, then slowly nods, and writes some more*
…
*'We’ve all lived for a long time… more than a hundred years, and some more than others… and we all know how it feels to have missed the chance to live out a normal human life…
Nobody really wants to live forever… there are things that cause pain as time goes on… and we lose a lot…
So… we’ve decided to take our lives and leave everything to you…'*
*casually used a bunch that Peyton came up with because I don’t feel like thinking*

Mike: *le nods, and picks up the pencil*
*writes 'Dear Cameron and family,'*
…
*thinking*
…well, we should explain what we’re doing, to start it off..

Mike: *pulls out a sheet of paper, clearing the other ones off of his desk*
*slowly pulls out a chair and sits down, looking at Peyton*
..how should we start the note?

Mike: *walks down a hall and to his office, then opens the door and slowly steps it*
*walks over to his desk, and starts looking for a blank sheet of paper*
…
*quiet man*