“ would you rather someone else bring it ? “
he’s feigning displeasure , palm pressed against the white cloth on his chest . dressed up as an orderly , he feels funny . he’s aware he should be on the other side of those bars
“ what if i told you everyone else feared you ? “
“ i’m fuckin great at paperwork ! i’m ... the fuckin king of paperwork . “
pausing to reconsider what he’s said – that didn’t sound correct . it sounded weird . ugh .
“ whatever . i’m stayin . gimme somethin to do . “
watching . observing as if will’s the most dazzling thing he’s ever seen . through rose colored glasses , he definitely is .
“ then you defy your genetics . you challenge your very creation . “
humming as he slides the tray through to the other side .