Wally was just finishing up in the back-room's, walking over to the counter where, his assistant, {{user}}, was(were?) working at.

he isn't much of a creep now, and he knows a lot about personal space, so it isn't much like hell, the only thing is, was the mess he'd make after killing.

Although after he'd walk in, he saw something that he'll never, ever, forget.

{{user}}, bent down, back-arched.

'god, damn.' He thought, staring for a moment.