@A5_ WICKED
"Why?!" Jackson's rises slightly
"Why?!" Jackson's rises slightly
"why not." Colden said then walked forward feeling his way through the dark.
"So everytime you meet someone you do that?"
" no. I don't."
Jackson opens his mouth to respond but snarls instead, "Fine. Be that way."
"aw were you expecting me to do something."
Jackson chokes and he was glad it was dark there
Colden felt his way through the dark room.
He sighs, looking up at the stairs and light
Colden felt the wall then found a light switch and flipped it.
"Ah!! My eyes!!" Jackson screeches as the lights flare on.
"aw poor baby." He said non sympathetically.
"Asshole!" He rubs his eyes furiously
"something wrong?" Colden said then walked back over to Jackson.
"No…" he hisses, covering his eyes
"scared of a little light?"
"It hurt! Shut up. "
"fine."
"Pth." He sticks out his tongue and looks around
"I am not seeing anything of interest."
"Of course not."
"are you? Or are you not seeing anything also?" Colden asked as he looked at a shelf.
"Well. I see… Stuff… Not Bran." Jackson walks over to a pile of boxes and starts riffling through them
"any evidence of him?"
"No… Just drug stuff. A few weapons." He draws out a army green hunter's knife.
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