“Mmmm…”
Drumming a free hand against his
own jawline, a small grin creased
his twin flesh. An idea came to mind,
conscious quickly changing.
“I don’t know how long it’ll
take for me to find a proper living
condition cause I’m no real estate
agent, buuuut I do have a spare
room for the time being.
That is, if you don’t mind spendin’
the night with a stranger like me.”
"Hey, I’ll take what I can get,“
came Jeffrey’s response. If this guy
didn’t mind rooming with a completeserial killer stranger, Jeff was more
than happy to have a place to sleep
tonight. "Thanks, man. I’m Jeff.”

"Cool name.“ And by ‘cool’ he meant 'weird,’ but it was all semantics. Jeff wasn’t about to look a gift horse in the...