Michael: wanna stop for food?

Zander: *slowly sat up watching you*

Michael: you alright?

Michael: *he kissed back smiling, Chris probably would try to warn Maddy about Michael but it’s too late*

Zander: *he looked at you funny before nodding*

Zander: *he then pointed at you like it’s for you*

Michael: cute

Michael: *kissed your nose*

Zander: *he chirped again before pointing to the table where he put the cash he got last night*

Zander: *looked over and chirped*

Michael: *squeezed your hand a little*

Michael: hm?

Zander: *staring at the ceiling, his scythe was bleached clean, smelt like bleach too, it was laying on his chest, he was laying like he was in a coffin at a funeral*

Zander: *had put the fat stack of cash on the table and now is laying on the couch *

Michael: mhm

Michael: his boyfriend probably came and got him

Zander: *did some work for money, illegal work like murder, but work nonetheless and kept himself perfectly clean when he came back*

Zander: *he stayed up all night, he left the house at some point too to do something*

Michael: cousin, but he’s fine *looked back* yeah he’s gone

Michael: *he smiled back*