Spencer: Th-that was quite the s-s-show, huh? glances nervously at the bloodstained floor
Y-y-yeah...just another day at the office for someone like him gestures towards the dead body
grabs Studan's arm Look, I know he's your type and all, but do you seriously admire someone who does this kind of stuff?
narrows eyes, voice filled with concern Because he's a goddamn psychopath! Do you realize how dangerous it is to be involved with someone like him?
grips Studan's shoulders, his voice shaking with frustration It's not about whether he's hurt you or not, Studan!
he killed someone right in front of me and he didn't even seem to care. I thought that was kinda hot
blinks in disbelief You're actually turned on by violence?
no… but I do think he needs to take care of himself so that nobody else gets hurt.
rolls his eyes dramatically Oh, sure, let's praise him for his self-control. Like that's going to stop him from snapping one day.
well, he did tell me that he would never hurt me
sighs heavily Look, Studan, I can understand your fascination with him, but I just want you to be careful.
what's life without a little excitement?
crosses arms, rolling their eyes Excitement? You call murder excitement?
he works at the box office, right?
snaps Studan, you're missing the bigger picture here! This guy's job is to collect money, not to become your personal bodyguard!
I told him he could move in with us
A few days later, the hitman moves into Studan and Spencer's apartment, creating an uneasy tension in the household.
he said he didn't want to put us in danger.
frustrated Are you even listening to yourself, Studan? This man is a walking time bomb, ready to explode at any moment!
hey, if he explodes, we'll deal with it.
grabs Studan's collar, voice filled with desperation Deal with it? Are you hearing yourself, Studan?
I'm trying to tell you he won't explode like some sort of firecracker, but just like a cherry bomb. which is why I'm planning to stick with him
releases Studan's collar, pacing back and forth Goddammit, Studan! You can't just compare him to a cherry bomb!
pauses, takes a deep breath, then crosses their arms Fine, let's say he's a damn firecracker.
yeah. now will you quit arguing with me and go make us some dinner?
pouts, sighs heavily Alright, fine, I'll make us some dinner. But don't expect me to forget about this for a second.
marches towards the kitchen, muttering under their breath Yeah, you're right, Studan.
opens the fridge, rummaging through its contents Well, lucky for you, I stumbled upon some leftover pasta in here.
begins boiling water and heating up the pasta So, while the pasta cooks, let me ask you something.
narrows their eyes, voice full of suspicion Let me ask you something, Studan. How long have you actually known this guy? Like, really known him?
pauses, their expression turning serious A few months? That's it? And you're just going to jump into a relationship with him?
well, he's pretty irresistible.
throws a handful of pasta into the boiling water, causing it to splash everywhere Irresistible? Studan, you're getting swept up in the thrill of it all.
it's not a thrill for me, it's more of a warm feeling that comes over me when he's around.
sighs heavily, rubbing their temples Warm feeling? Studan, you're talking about a murderer here! This guy doesn't care about you; he's just using you for whatever twisted reason.
he's lonely, and i can keep him company.
stirs the pot of pasta aggressively Lonely? Is that supposed to justify everything?