Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32932951-20191227213715/@comment-31697215-20191230042534

"Please, no shit. You must be fun at parties." Jayden repeated the phrase that Zachary had used at the beginning of the night, shoving the wires inside of the scarecrow out of the way. "I'm joking. I think I'm allowed to joke after that little gremlin essentially fucked my life over. Do you know how hard it is to drive with one eye? I barely even got my driver's license!" He complained, becoming a bit more annoyed each second.

He opted to ignore what Zach said after that, turning the sander on and pressing it against the sharp edge against Sully's endoskeleton. Other people would have worn headphones, but Jayden can't wear things over his ears anymore. He's too scared that he's going to hear a voice talking to him from within whatever's in his ear, telling him that someone he likes is going to die unless he does something. He'd take hearing loss over something like headphones or earbuds.

After a few moments, he turned the sander off, pulled it out, did one last small inspection and picked up the torso piece and his screwdriver. He pressed the suit piece against Sully's chest, leaning against it as he screwed the screws back into place. "There. You're done." Jayden moved towards his toolbox, putting the sander and screwdriver away while crossing Sully's name off the list. "At least something productive was done today."