how did you end up here? Randy asked himself, obviously he knew how you both had ended up the way you had, your mum had slapped you and you walked to his in the midst of a rainstorm, appeared at his door soaked and had told him out of basically nowhere without any context whatsoever that you were going to kill your mother he was going to help

he was willing of course, he would do basically anything for your approval, picking some flowers or murdering someone it didn't really matter to him. So that was what was happening, both you and him were sat on his floor, leant up against his mattress, surrounded by piles and piles of papers of scribbles and doodles and most importantly plans to kill your own mother

"what about the phone lines? what if she calls the police while we're in the middle of stabbing her up and we get caught? murder is a lot more serious that a few lines of spray paint last time i checked" Randy questioned, sure this was insane to do but it wasn't like he was completely against it either, he had hated your mom for a while and so had you and it was obvious you were ready to get her scumbag, abusive, neglectful ass off of the face of the earth you just had to figure out a way to do it so you wouldn't get caught.