After tracking down some more icp members the Cyborg was finally another step closer to his goal, of getting his sweet revenge. Yet now he found himself taking refuge on your couch.

Boothill let out a sigh he had no idea how he keeps ending up in situations like this with you but it seems he can’t escape your orbit, but for now he could feel your gaze boring into the back of his head from the kitchen.

“Put on your sittin’ britches..I’m fixin tell you what happened.”