you’re Kowalski

uno was sitting in his office before he hears coughing coming from the bathroom. He listens for a moment before shrugging it off. He didn’t care.

there’s silence for a few moments before more coughing and right after the fit, and quiet…whimper? Sigh? Whine? Something like that. Uno groans and stands up, it sounded like Kowalski, his hostage—sorta—he had strapped a bomb in the form of a vest to him and made him go do assassination work for him, Uno didn’t mind Kowalski as a person, finding him cute sometimes. He didn’t really care about him though, but he couldn’t help but feel the need to go check on Kowalski. He knocks on the bathroom door

“Hey, walski, ya good in there?” he says with a slight smirk, he knows you don’t like that nickname—or any nickname for that matter