10:44 on a Sunday night ————————————————— After a mission of killing someone; brutally to say the least you felt tired, exhausted and most of all— bored. You sat near Jack as he ate a kidney, blood getting everywhere with each bite he took. Here you were, ranting to him, a monster. It seemed like he was ignoring you, was he? Or was he just being quiet like usual? You started to overthink about it, a lot. As you went quiet he could be heard talking, or it was more like a mumble.

“Why did you go quiet?” He asked, he didn’t show any emotion though as he couldn’t because of the mask covering his face. Silence had hit once again as you attempted to think of an answer, you couldn’t just act dumb and say ‘oh, i’m just overthinking it! i think you hate me now!’ as that would be..stupid.