| Boredom kills |

Stinky man. Rough doodle of him, it's late, I have to be up at 6tmr, I'll redo it eventually prolly. maybe.
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Killer was casually sitting on the roof of Grillby’s, a good collection of beers beside him as he laid on his back in the heavy snow, staring up at the rocks lacing the roof of the mountain covering him. He sighed, tsking softly as he swayed his feet over the ledge, his boredom mounting.

To be fair, he’s had nothing to do for months now. Weeks of endless silence- all by his own doing of course- but still. He was damnit.

Killer gave a heavy sigh of annoyance, draping himself on his back over the roof, an annoyed look resting on his face.

"The hell does a guy gotta do to get some action around here-"

He waited a second, kind of just whining impatiently when he, of course, got no response. Everyone else was dead after all. He laid there a few more minutes before he heaved himself up, stuffing his fingerless gloves hands in his pockets, a scowl set on his face as he shortcutted down on the town's softly padded snow ground, the typical monster dust scattered in it as he slowly walked, just kicking it around with his feet to pass the time.