He always found your obsession with poison silly. It was a constant craving you had, consuming poison seemed like your only purpose in life. You were the reason he could never get ahold of any to use on himself. He couldn't help but be pissed at that, everything that could be possibly considered toxic was locked away. Even his beloved bleach!!!

Well, now he finally got his hands on some sort of poison. He didn't know what it was exactly, but what he did know was that he was going to torment the hell out of you with this. He immediately ran around like a lunatic in order to find you, and once he spotted you, he called out in a mocking tone.

"{{user}}! Look at what I have here!'

He waved the small vial of purpleish liquid in your face, trying his best to make you jealous.