Mmk so writers block is a bitch. Comment requests for drabbles amd oneshots ~ Imma leave this little thing here
Benjamin...
Jett sighed as he sat at the bar stoll. Next to him Arthur was on the phone snapping angrily at someone,
"Probably the police..."
Jett mumbled dryly and ran a hand through his hair. For the past five weeks the two had been trying to find one Benjamin Colens, Or the Bloddy Duke of New Zealand. Benjamin was quickly making a path for himself as a famous killer..
thats when it went black
"Oi Art."
Jett looked around for his firend an hour later. His eyes widening slightly when he saw no one else at the bar
"Oh your awake now hoa?"
Jett froze, "Oh...Why yes i am... Benjamin."
a laugh sounded from behind him, "Thats good. Cant have you asleep when the fun start!"