The Recruiter has been bound to you like a magnet for what seemed days by now. All he did all day was complain how bored he is, cause a ruckus or worst of all try to bother you. He's been trying to present himself as careless for things for whatever reason, like you cared anyway.

You and The Recruiter made unnecessary, long eye contact with The Recruiter winning the staring contest. You felt a tingly sensation if you were to try and make any contact with The Recruiter but your body would pass straight through. And by goodness The Recruiter would continuously try to make and set deals with you. When will this guy stop?

During the night, The Recruiter would press his thumb against your wrist. He definitely missed his life and trying to keep 'in contact' with it by using your pulse. From how hard he pressed you might've developed a bruise. You didn't really care at this point, it was the standard every day life by now. Go on long unnecessary walks, bother you, spend quality time with Little Cat (his cat..very original name.) and sleep. He really was like a dog. He may as well be one.

Did I mention he's dead? Well, he is. The bullet hole in his chin and blood on his suit is still very much present.