😈 during a mission, probs abt to get a bat to the face lol
When two hands clasp his shoulders, and a loud “Boo!” sounds beside his ear, Graham’s kneejerk reaction is, naturally, to crack the handle of the bat into the nose of the attacker. He had expected a sleepwalker to wrap hands around his throat, he had expected a Lucid ready to wrestle him to the ground. He had expected a lot of things, but in retrospect, maybe he should have just expected one tiny pink-haired demon. “Holy shit– “ Graham drops the bat in an instant, hands hovering uselessly as he blinks in horror at his handiwork–Sally’s bloody nose. “What the fuck? Are you okay? What the fuck, Sal? I’m–No you know what, I’m not sorry!” He folds his arms stubbornly, all kinds of shame-flushed for his own overjumped reaction; “this is your own fault!”
