Morris: okay then - he looked off- im going to the bathroom - he walked into the restrooms and sighed- god damn i fucking hate wine what do i do- its her home and i cant just lace it easily- -he stopped and got an idea coming back out-

Victor: im not tired anyway- -he got up still just wearing his boxers - but i do have extra time to kill

Victor: no- i cant unfortunately i have work to do. -he stretched-

Morris: thats okay -he smiled- im 24.
The legal drinking age where i live is 21+)

Morris: may i buy you a drink~?

Victor: he sat up- oof-.. im exhausted..

Victor: he woke up in the morning and groaned-

Morris:…? -he thought for a moment and smirked thinking it was his first blood of the city and walked over- how are you?~

Morris: he glanced over- hello?

Victor: he moved you ontop of himself petting his head-

Morris: he unpacked- i hate how difficult the police can be with my art.

Morris: he took an hour flight to a diffrent city and stated at a hotel-

Victor: well, you get what you serve~ -he smiled-

Victor: he put on boxers and changed him laying down-

Morris: he was up in the morning and sighed- time to city hop. -he got up and went to the airport-

Morris: he sat on a bench napping there-

Morris: -he dumped the body there and sighed- i must lay low now. Goodbye my failure.-ge started walking away-
Gm im good)

Gn
Morris: he closed the door locking it from the inside and outside walking out to a dump-

Morris: thank you..hes been following me for quite awhile. -he moved him out and grabbed a big duffel bag- i got to go for the night as i am concerned about this.

Morris: he grabbed his collar pulling him back- you dont have a warrant or permission in the building so you need to leave buddie.