#theoriizer

     Matthew heard the open of the door to the basement and his brown eyes went      wide at the prospect of just W H O it may be coming down to assult him for wh-      at would be the THIRD time today. He began to struggle and writhe in his chair      hoping that it would tip back and break, but honestly Matt hadn't had any upper      body strength for a WHILE now.

  -- It's l u c k y that he's managed to get this far without tipping Matthew off. There are STARK difference between himself and the other man, especially in how they acted, so passing himself off as Nathan for this long was a surprising thing. Not that he wasn't glad. The feeling of a knife sliding through flesh was one he had m i s s e d, and for it to be through the man who had quickly become the B A N E of his existence's shoulder made it all the better.

  Warm hues had faded long ago, becoming dark and cold -- pitch black in comparison to Nathan's usual dark brown. The only p h y s i c a l change that he could make to this body. Usually, that was enough for him however, so he never truly complained. It helped not only hide him, but reveal him. Double win, he supposed.

  Black hues met confused brown, and he grinned.

  "Because I've been waiting for oh so l o n g to repay you for the last time we hung out."

BUT    HEY    THAT’S    JUST    A    THEORY    -    A    GAME    THEORY    !

                   the king didn’t know what to do. he seemed so scared. it was only ever something he saw once that could make someone sob.

                ❛what is it with you and asking so many questions about my family? my dad and brother are both DEAD, that’s the end of it. stop asking so much. it’s creeping me out.❜