i’m sorry but michael’s smile through that toilet stall crack is low-key making me want to die
just like. the idea of michael myers SMILING???? insane. i literally always picture him as kinda emotionless but does this mean that under that mask he’s… smiliing…? i mean, that does makes sense. it’s just scary as fuck to me idk
Danny tried to keep his eyes open and he let out a big yawn while rain softly came down onto the car window. He had been watching the federal agent, Fiona King, for the past thirty-three minutes and nineteen seconds while she ate at the local diner, Benny’s. She sat with her partner, a short, stocky man with a buzz cut and hairy mustache. Danny made sure to park amidst all the other cars and was grateful that there were a few similar to his so he wouldn’t stand out.
