BoneDaddy

Arawn stared at his hands, as he finished up with his latest little experiment which for the most part had been a success he just hadn’t been planning on being covered in blood. Sighing as he made his way to the sink, he groaned when he heard the doorbell ring not caring that he still had dirty hands he stalked towards the front door. “ Yes , what do you want? If you can’t see i’m a little busy, so unless you need to speak to a dead aunt please go fuck off.” He said before staring at his hands again, realizing how much he enjoyed the blood on his hands.