Hey, @tracksofgod, you have a tween on your heels!
Seeing as how this weird guy wasn’t around the previous morning to hear her make a loud declaration about the murder notebook, Peacock decides it’d be easier to track this son of a bitch down on her own. Lear seems like the type of guy to find creepy shit like that interesting, so she might as well show it to him personally!
(... He looks a little pink, actually. Is that why the carpets are the way they are? What the fuck.)
“Hey, you!” Peacock’s running after Lear. She’s not gonna let this guy get out of her sight, not this time! “Y’know that loon that just got killed? Turns out he wrote out a bunch of diary entries about everyone on the island! He wrote a lot about you...
... Yer interested in hearing about what he thought of you, right?”
