What are you doing Klavier.
Are you okay Klavier.
Klavier.
POLLY THAT DOESN’T MEAN WHAT YOU THINK IT DOES.
Just as real as the nightmares I am having because I am in fucking Damon Gant’s fucking office where my head is going to be ripped apart.
….Of course.
WHO ARE YOU AND WHY ARE YOU FOLLOWING ME?
OKAY I GET IT SHIT WENT DOWN SEVEN YEARS AGO WILL YOU JUST TELL ME WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?!
Uncle? I just ugh. Why is everything becoming confusing in this case?
If this Gumshoe could be in the movie, I’d petition for him. They’re so good!
