Milo

*body completely still, too still, too quiet* ...im sorry... *finally goes limp*

*compressions turn violent* WAKE UP!

*fingers slowly go cold in his grip, skin fading to gray*

*he sighs, clearly annoyed* I'm not going to play games with you. Now open the door or I'm going to have to take you into custody.

what did I even do?

*he is getting more agitated* Just open the door. We can talk in there.

*killed him*

*body goes completely still, blood pooling beneath him* ...*fingers twitch once against the cold concrete, then nothing*

*and throw into box deax*

*lifts you up roughly by the arm* Errors are for innocent people. *pushes you toward the patrol car* You're not one of them.

*sobbing as he shoves me in backseat* i dont even know what im accused of!

*slams door* You'll find out.

*tail twitches anxiously* just... normal stuff. bread, meat milk, some snacks

*He doesn't move an inch, his stare unwavering.* Snacks. Name them.

*tail swishes nervously* um... chips, cookies... just random stuff ok?