[ He scrambles to put the pills back into their bottle with his shaking hands, the bottle back into the cabinet before he's caught. But it's not Alucard's voice. It's- ]
Arn?
[ Shit. Shit, shit, shit. He can't let Arn see him like this, shaking like a leaf and half considering the bottle of drain cleaner (he doubts it would taste that much different from the cheap shit he's been buying - the stuff could strip paint). He slams the cabinet door, trying to put his clothes right. ]
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Arn?
[ Shit. Shit, shit, shit. He can't let Arn see him like this, shaking like a leaf and half considering the bottle of drain cleaner (he doubts it would taste that much different from the cheap shit he's been buying - the stuff could strip paint). He slams the cabinet door, trying to put his clothes right. ]
Arn. The fuck are you doing here?