Foxy

*the hook goes through his finger and into the wall,his eyes are bloodshot* see,it's not that bad,now you have to do it again,or else

or else what foxy

*he leans in really close and whispers in your ear* you'll find out

*he looks at You dead in thr eyes and he holds his hook infront of him* c'mon,i know ya wanna touch it

Do- do you mind?

*grabs your hand and puts it on his hook* i don't