He was gone when you got up the next morning. You frown heavily, searching for him. “He took off last night.” Killer tells you sitting at the counter.
“Dammit Killer…” You sigh, covering your eyes.
“Sorry… He did remind me of him, they look a lot alike.” He turns the old picture to you. You look at it before sighing.
“Is it too hard to believe they can feel things too?” You inquire. He looks at you for a moment or two.
“Come on, lets get breakfast before I head back.” He says getting up. You frown and nod before going back into your room to get ready.
Breakfast was quiet and you couldn’t focus. Last night replaying in your head, the guilt from it left a small