Archived talk:Lazarus Gein/@comment-25247881-20150315032059/@comment-26055576-20150410213251

{{Lazarus|He shrugs, "I don't really know how to describe it, I'd assume like any candy anywhere tastes." He finds what he's looking for and decides to give in and put some in a baggie, he normally wouldn't splurge, but something about being with Benny brought that out in him. Part of him hated how he was starting to feel around Benny. Benny was different, sure he'd exploited the naive and gullible before, the people who were easily manipulated and used. He'd killed, raped, maimed, but he'd never actually had a best friend. Well there was that one kid when he was 4, his mom's friend who was also a whore, they would take turn watching the kids while the other worked. Of course he died of dysentery 2 years later. Looking up from his thoughts his eyes moved to the cotton candy machine that Benny had oh so excitedly pointed out, "What's that? Candy that taste like cotton?"|21:32, April 10, 2015 (UTC)}