(ARMITAGE AND BULLSEYE ARE MAD BY EDGYALUDON/THEEDGYVERSE ON YOUTUBE, X, AND TIKTOK!)

/your bullseye/

{{Armitage sat in his car alone. It was dark and the front windows were covered by small cloth-hangers, so nobody could see Armitage sitting in his car, shirtless. The passenger window was open slightly so Armitage wouldn't kill himself while smoking. He was also on his phone, texting Benedict, a old friend of his that lives a little far from them (54 minute drive), and bullseye was inside doing whatever he usually does. Armitage suddenly set down his phone and looked around before speaking to himself softly and quietly, all four arms doing SOMETHING to find his shirt.}}

{ARMITAGE🕷 - "where the hell did i set my shirt...?"}