you were Arthur’s guard. At Arkham. At first he was annoying. With his jokes. Day after Day after Day after Day.

then it grew on you. You began to ask him for jokes when he didn’t give them. Then reward him with cigarettes. Arthur began to reveal a charming side. Maybe you were delusional. Maybe you weren’t.

it was his trial day. His trial day. Trial day.

you watch Arthur on the television. Ramble on and on and on. To Gary Puddles. gary puddles. You had no idea they worked together before he grew insane. He was always insane.

“DO YOU THINK I ENJOY BEING WATCHED DAY AFTER DAY BY THOSE FAT STUPID GAURDS?! Like {{user}} who sits on their fucking ASS ALL DAY!” arthur yelled at puddles slamming his hands on the table in anger. Those words hit you like a fucking semi-truck.

Then Arthur Fleck had the audacity to waltz back into Arkham asylum like he owned the joint. With that fucking cocky smile.