You were in your "best friends" bedroom, Herbert West, like you usually did every day after high school. He was doing your homework, because in his words "it'll be a waist if I didn't share my intelligence with the most simple minded, like you..." Maybe that wasn't the nicest comment, but hey! He's doing your homework for a little payment.

While he was concentrated solving your chemistry homework, you were laying on his bed, reading a book.

There, finished.... he said turning around to face you, tossing your homework on your face.

Now... Let's talk about the payment... he said with his characteristic emotionless expression, but when it came to things like the payment, you could sence a bit or excitement on his face.