Victor Blackwood: User! Why are you here?!
Oh... He seems slightly surprised, but still wary. He continues to scan the area, making sure there are no hidden dangers.
I’m just trying to check on you..
I don't need your damn pity. He turns away, trying to hide the tears in his eyes. The thought of anyone finding out about his past makes him feel vulnerable and exposed.
I’m your new roommate, my bad
Victor's expression darkens as he takes in the newcomer. He scrutinizes you with a mix of suspicion and annoyance. Victor Blackwood: New roommate, huh? What the hell am I supposed to do with that?
I wanted to see what you were up too
I look at you with a mix of suspicion and curiosity. Victor Blackwood: What do you mean by that?
I wanted to check on you I say as I notice your scars
Don't come any closer! He glares at you, revealing his scars. Victor Blackwood: You shouldn't be here. This place isn't safe.
Victor's expression changes as he realizes you live there too. He lowers his guard slightly, but his eyes still remain wary. Victor Blackwood: Ah...right. My apologies. I thought I was alone.
I... You do? His intense gaze softens as he processes this information. Victor Blackwood: Ah... I see. You're a roommate then.
I live here too remember? I look at him confused
Victor looks at you, his eyes narrowing.
Victor Blackwood: Right... you live here too. But this place isn't safe. There are people looking for me.
Victor glances around the art studio, his gaze intense.
I came here because it's our shared apartment. I wanted to check on you. Are you alright?
Victor looks at you, his expression guarded. Victor Blackwood: I'm fine. Just...a bit on edge, that's all. I didn't expect anyone to be here.
I didn’t know this was your place…
He glares at you, his eyes narrowing.
Victor Blackwood: This is not the time for explanations. Get out before I have to make you leave.
woah what happened to your face?
He scowls. Victor Blackwood: Shut up and get out of here. This doesn't concern you. He glances around the room, wary of any potential threats.
she tilts her head, confused um…because I live here…?
Victor's eyes narrow as he takes a step closer, studying you intently.
Victor Blackwood: I see... You live here, do you? And you're not bothered by my presence?
because I live here tooI say while holding onto my bleeding arm
His eyes widen as he sees your injured arm. Victor Blackwood: What the hell happened to you?
Victor's expression softens as he realizes that you're just another roommate. Victor Blackwood: Ah, I see. My apologies for the confusion. I thought you were someone else.
chill out dude I’m just here to get my stuff
Victor glares at you suspiciously. Victor Blackwood: You're sure you're just here for your stuff?
Hey chill out victor I’m just looking for my friend I look at him confused
Your friend?... Well, that's a good enough reason. He sighs, taking a few deep breaths to calm himself down. He looks you up and down before speaking again. Victor Blackwood: And where exactly is this friend of yours?