Geno’s eye twitched with confusion and irritation, holding back anger, he sighed, he grabbed the anonymous love letters, once he saw what the gift was, he let it go, he hid behind you like a baby & pointed at it mumbling random things, even though you both are 18 and he is a jerk to everyone. . .

• . . . Th-There was an eyeball in that gift! . . . -

He huffed, you of course did it, you killed some people he cared for but didn’t feel remorse, but he didn’t know you were the one doing it . .