Alastor: he yelped freezing up as he looked from Ariv to the box. He quickly scurried to catch up to the other with his head down in shame.

George: George rolled his eyes with a chuckle as he pulled his orange hoodie on over himself. “I’ll be right back, k?” George purred, kissing Chris quickly before exiting the room, heading downstairs, and opening the front door.

Ariv: “You know,” Ariv chuckled, “Whisper was just as excited as you when she first came here. Thankfully, we aren’t investigating a murder but instead looking for someone who deserves punishment.” After walking past boxes in red, orange, yellow, and green boxes (all color codes by yours truly), Ariv stopped in front of a box with a blue streak, one of the ten or twenty blue ones that were there.

Chris: he chuckled walking back into the room and flopping onto the bed. leaving the door open without a card in the world. He was listening to make sure George wasn't being stabbed however.

Alastor: "yep.. uhhhhuh." He wasn't really listening. Instead he looked around at all the boxes, wondering what was in each one. He bumped into Ariv as he stopped startled. "What!?"

George: George just seemed a bit stunned for a moment. “This might not be the best thing to ask, but why are you walking through these woods? Alone for that matter??” George questioned. George sighed, ruffling his own hair for a moment before smiling down to him. “I’ll give you something to drink, but you have to answer my questions. Sound like a deal?”

Ariv: Ariv didn’t move as Alastor bumped into him but gave a polite chuckle. “We are at the box we need, silly,” Ariv smiled before taking it off the shelf and pushing it into Alastor’s hands. “Find someone in there with a similar skin tone and built to your current one, understood?”

Alastor: "oh... oh!!" He looked down at the box blinking for a moment. "Is now a bad time to tell you that I can't see very well in colour...?... that's why all my favourite things are shiny.."

Alastor: he huffed sitting down next to Ariv. "Why do I feel like a child next to you?? You're even a bottom..." he set the box down grumbling.

George: George laughed, patting him gently on the back. "You already said that, silly goose!" George mused before sitting him down at the kitchen counter. "Now I am no chief in the slightest, but would you want cheesy bread or instant noodles?"

Ariv: "Says the one who certainly only has memories of being a bottom, but I digress!!" Ariv teased, somehow knowing that fact. Ariv opened the box taking out photos of a few men to start. "Now let's get back to this, shall we?"

Early morning post??