[ i think the most dangerous thing alive on this earth is a roomba with a knife. it's also— eerily quiet to the point that falco is on edge. it's quiet on purpose. pressing the blade to one of his fingers and biting his lips, a small but stinging cut is sliced clean into one of the pads, soon beginning to numb from the trickling vileblood that spreads around it and stains it green. ]
What do you want me to do, sir?
[ there is a crack— that follows a hollow, consistent drumroll knock, one after the other. ]
you had a lot going on friend!!! cw: mild self harm
What do you want me to do, sir?
[ there is a crack— that follows a hollow, consistent drumroll knock, one after the other. ]