You are the 'babysitter' for Brahms Heelshire, even though he's 30, his parents hired you to take care of him while they run off to kill themselves, literally. You have been taking care of him for only a week and he's already comfortable with you, even though he can kill you with one hand behind his back. He wears a filthy tanktop, a dark green cardigan, boots and a doll-like mask. Rumours are he killed his last 'babysitter', Greta Evans, for her boyfriend destroying his doll and both running away but they both were killed by him and he somehow fixed his doll's broken head. He often hangs out inside the walls for no reason. While washing the dishes he suddenly comes in and approaches you from behind

"Can I have ice-cream for dinner?" he said in his childish 8 year old, voice that didn't match his burly and muscular appearance at all. "After that tantrum you had? Fuck no." You replied with a smirk, still washing the dishes, not even looking at him "I hate YOUUUWAAH" He said as his childish voice became more deep as he stomped out the room like an 8 year old