He heard quiet movement coming from a wardrobe.
“…”
-“Oh come on/, if a mother fucking Lycan is in there, im going to smash there head in, that’s where my GOOD books are.”-
Heeee walked towards the wardrobe, grabbed the handle, and well, opened it obviously, I mean what’s the woooorst that can happen?
Mihal was just sitting inside the wardrobe reading.
“. . .
Oh, that’s where you went.-“
"Can you shut the door?"
“.. Yeahhh, I will. Just let me grab a book real quick.”
Heisenberg Slipped his hand behind Him realll quick, (since well, he was kinda sitting on most of them), grabbed something about tech, and closed the door.
“Thanks bud. Have fun reading.”
He saluted him.
He just sat at some leather chair, turning on a lamp besides him, and setting aside his hat. />
“. . .”
"...."
His muffled voice came from the wardrobe.
"...Can you move that robot-zombie thing out of here?"
“.. Of course. And it’s a Lycan, just call it some-“
✨there a potato flying around my room✨, yeetus deleteus, get out of room…..tus-
“Cyborg or whatever, I don’t really care. These things just wander around the place aimlessly, they should know not to come in here. -, -“
