#playing god

“𝔦 𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔟𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔶 𝔞𝔡𝔞𝔪, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔯𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔣𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔩…”

“Gram, help me up please.”

[Gram jumps, throwing the phone off to the side as if it held some sort of incriminating evidence. He looked down at Lulu, well… “looked”, as currently his body was headless, but his body was clearly still working. They flex their fingers in hesitation before relenting and lifting Lulu up onto the desk. He moves some in-progress technology to the side.]

why did you come here you didn’t have to come here really everything’s much easier when I don’t have to look at you-