"It's not at all creepy and unsettling that you know that. No,wait..." Shirt buttoned and tie done up again, Asher sat on the edge of the bed to lace up his shoes.

"What the fuck is this?! Are you off your medication or something? What's the matt-- Where's my dog...?" Oh, God, he'd killed his dog and threw him overboard and now Asher was next.

This was just his luck, really.