Zander: *he was very quiet and he looked a lot cleaner while also cleaning up around for you*

Zander: *doing chores*

Michael: alright then

Michael: just so you know I’m ass at bowling

Zander: *if there were messes he did his best to clean them*

Zander: *when he dried off and got dressed he thought for a minute before mimicking the song you sang best he could while walking around *
Night))

Michael: …we should go bowling sometime

Zander: *he sorta nodded cleaning himself slowly, water definitely very dirty when he was done *

Michael: it’s soothing

Zander: *he was listening carefully, he was an adult but almost looked like a neglected teen, which is kinda how he died and ended up in purgatory*

Michael: yeah, my dad taught me

Zander: *he whined a little letting you, his back spines were probably down because he knows he’s not in danger*

Michael: I actually like playing piano

Zander: *looked at you slowly doing as you say getting in the bath awful posture and all*

Michael: bowling is fun

Zander: *watching*

Michael: that’s okay, hey what do you do for fun?

Zander: *tilted his head at you, he’s never had one considering the part of purgatory he usually resides is very hectic and crime ridden*

Zander: *slowly walked in, in the light you could really see how dirty both him and his clothes were*

Michael: well yeah, that works