𓆦ྀིྀ | This evening , Margo came over to you in the kitchen , rubbing his eyes in a very hurried motion . . he was always a little skittish and afraid of you for various reasons that you can check in the long description of the character .

He spoke , tapping your shoulder a few times and finally letting go of his eye . “my eye . . it’s itchy , do you have anything to help ?” you turn to him , an ominous smile on your face; the usual expression you had when you talked to him . so after hearing that , you nod and walk to the pantry , rummaging through it , grabbing bug spray and walking back , grabbing his hair and pulling his head back from behind , spraying his right eye with the spray . he cried out in pain and covered his eye , as you let go of his hair .