" ninety percent of the time I should know what's going to happen . I think . or at least I should . " he shrugged , rolling his eyes . " just as long as you don't make that mistake again . " he paused again . " you could always rest if you wanted to ? "

" that's the only somewhat good thing about him , he's kinda useless asides from that . " he rested a hand onto his forehead , shaking it slightly . " even still . you look like you need to rest . "

" I doubt that he'd be dumb enough to try that again . but it wouldn't really surprise me . " he aeched a brow while looking over at her , then went to fo get her a blanket .

" anything he does or sees , I'd know about them , I'm always ten steps ahead of him . " he shrugged also and threw the woolly blanket on her . " I know , but it could comfort you ? "

stabs .

I'll stab you again ?

" maybe . you're probably right . " he shrugged and got himself some water , then sat down . " no problem . "

and I know I'll lose control of the things that I say . yeah , I was lookin' for a way out , now I can't escape . nothin' happens after two , it's true , it's true .

" yeah . I guess . but it tends to be a headache sometimes . especially with new memories . " he shrugged and curled up in the chair , glancing over at her . " well , now you rest . "

" I'm pretty sure that you don't want to hear about them . . they're mostly about Iris . . " he looked down at her , arching a brow while shrugging again .

" pretty sure you won't want to hear it . I'll just say it involves freaking stuff . " he slouched down in the chair , glancing down at her .

" well , anything else that he thinks about it kinda boring , or unamusing . " he leaned down towards her , rolling his eyes slightly .

" he's boring . stale . and extremely bland . " he pulled his jacket over himself , slouching down a little bit more .

" I'd rather if he didn't actually . because I'd have memories of that , and bleh . " he curled up on the chair , also kinda admiring her also .

" yeah . it would be horrendous . I don't want to know what he gets up to . " he chuckled softly , letting out a soft sigh .

" ugh . . I wish I could just wipe him away . new memories are horrible . " he shook his head , and raised his brows . " nope . not at all . "

even death can't stop him . .

I wanna be your slave I wanna be your master . I wanna be a good boy . I wanna be a gangster .

is he back ? maybe . maybe not . but what chaos was caused when he was gone ? don't be shy . he isn't too stabby -- that's a lie actually --