𝖆 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖘 - 𝖆𝖘𝖍𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖞.

twelve.

"is everything good?" fez asked, looking over at custer with a confused look on his face. seraphina slowly walked to the couch, resting on the arm of it, staring at custer.

"yeah, before you go bro, i really gotta talk to you about something."

a deep sigh left fez's throat as he leaned on the counter, "like what, man?"

"everything."

custer looked at seraphina with a strange look, something that had her stomach doing somersaults. something bad was coming.

"fuck is you talking bout bruh."

ashtray's eyes met with seraphina's and he shook his head, eyes darting to the door, wanting her to just walk away and stay in the other room, like she promised.

"the fucking cops found mouse's body."

a chill travelled down seraphina's spine, as she knew very well who had killed mouse. she jumped slightly at the sound of glass smashing, looking behind her to see faye had dropped a cup.

"sorry," she said, bending down. seraphina squinted her eyes at the scene unfolding in front of her. fez was staring down at her, as if faye was telling him something.

"did you hear what i said?" custer asked, causing seraphina to scoff. "yeah, we did."

"i thought you told me that laurie killed mouse," faye said, staring at her boyfriend with a confused look. "i never said that, what are you talking about?"

"yeah, you know, laurie? the drug dealer that lives in the apartment complex off kemper."

seraphina was confused at first, and as she turned to look at ash, so was he. what was she talking about? she also noticed that ash was fiddling with the knife in his hand.

shaking her head lightly, so as to not alert custer, she tried to tell him silently to not use the weapon. "i never said that," custer said, frustration evident in his tone.

as faye and custer argued, seraphina felt her heart quicken at ash moving slowly up off the sofa. "alright now, i think it's time for you to get out of here, big fella."

"bro, we gotta figure out what the fuck we're gonna say."

seraphina jumped quickly off the couch when ashtray approached custer, shouting, "ash, no!"

but it was too late.

the knife was already lodged in custer's throat before anyone had the chance to convince him otherwise. he began chortling, choking on his own blood.

fez acted quickly, pressing his hand over his mouth to quieten him, ashtray tugging seraphina's hand for her to stand back.

she swatted him on the shoulder, staying quiet because fez had his finger on his lips, pointing over to custer's phone on the side. they were listening.

ashtray had a frightened look in his eyes, as it felt like forever for custer to die. and when he did, seraphina felt like her legs were going to buckle under her.

fez made ash pass him the phone, as he walked over rather wobbly to a cup, dunking the phone inside.

"what the fuck?" seraphina gasped once the phone was in the cup, hands running through her hair as she stared at custer's body.

"i'm sorry," ashtray whispered, but she couldn't even look at him yet. there was a lump in her throat that she couldn't swallow, and it was painful.

fez walked over and slapped ashtray, sending him crashing down onto the floor by her feet. "sorry bruh, but we have to make it look like you ain't do this."