Will: *so many f;ashbacks**he starts crying and lauging*
Will: *moar flashbacks* no you innocent dork, it isnt, of course it isnt, why would i ever think it was?
Will: *he was also holding you up to the wall by ur neck**slowly lowers you, then picks you up and sets you on one of his table things*
Will: *in a much kinder, softer tone* do you want me to patch that up or do you want an eyepatch?
Will: oh no kiddo i know they dont care about you, they just care about their whole stupid debate on if im a threat or not
Will: so they wouldnt care about you, theyd care that i hurt you, and then kacchan would kick my ass and Kat would go in a corner and have this whole fake mental breakdown and everything