*what he doesnt realize is that his chip stopped working*
Will: *looks at his hands when he gets up* f*ck
srry i gtg my mom wants me to go to the dollar store
* Freaks are crepescular and nocturnal, so Will likes sunset and midnight best*
Will: yooooo
Will: *he shrugs, then goes by the couch, but is careful/you notice he doesnt sit on it*
*actualy his eyes were darting around the room*
Will: i dont wanna get blood on your couch, thats f*ckin why...sorry, i just need some damn coffee, kay?
