Lly threatened by the gun*

“Hey, if you were I’d still be totally down for that, you know. I mean, that’s gay, but I’m fine with that. But you know, I’ve kinda figure out my escape plan from jail now, because that seems to be the case here.” He put his hands behind his head not rea

To all things mighty.” He continued to ramble

“Hey you never know. A bowl killed my friend once. True story, really. But how was I supposed to know! And I don’t kill women! Or children! So you have the wrong man. I have never killed a woman before in my life. At all. Ever. I swear, I promise to all t

Ye it’s his daughter-

“Woo boy this is a turn of events. Hello yes I would just like to say I would not like to hurt you but I won’t hesitate to. And I mean who said I meant me. I could have meant that bowl! That is one very suspicious bowl. You should question it.” He rambled

I meant like character design- how they should look or what they should be. Thanks for that though.

I’d love to hear it or you could make a drawing of it or something-

“I actually know everything about where he is. And so do you. If you think about it you’ve been hanging out with him this whole time.” He mumbled slightly chuckling. He stood up and put his bowl on the counter before leaning on it.

“Well, I’ve gotta say, you’re pretty close to finding him.” He shrugged.”But hey, donuts sound good right about now.”

“Well Technically you are doing your job. Looking for that guy and all. I mean you’re just taking a small break.” He teased finishing his noodles.

Merry Christmas!

(Sure if you want.)

(I’m not sure? I haven’t really planned that far-)

Best job*

“Well it’s not the beds job. And it can be used for multiple things. It’s not as nearly nice as yours, honestly I could care less if you knew but yeah.” He said nervously.

“But not like me being single matters. Nobody wants to date me. I’m usually busy a lot. With my job. Well kinda job. But you get the point.” He explained.

“Oh, I thought you were gonna ask another question. What a relief. But yes. I am single. And I shrug a lot, it’s what I do.” He shrugged again laughing slightly.

“Well, I guess I have nothing to lose. So go ahead, ask away.” He shrugged sitting down with his bowl of noodles.

“Oh. Me? You wouldn’t want to know about me. Really. All I have to do is say one thing and yeah. It won’t particularly end well.” He chuckled nervously.