gay-thic lit anyone? (o/o)

(I mean I have another scene I want to do so… I'll just timeskip? I guess?)

Victor took the letter out of his shirt, handing it to the postal worker. He promised Victor that the letter would be delivered in just a few days, Geneva was hardly too far for their famed night-and-day couriers. When they left, it was nearly noon, so Victor pulled the two of them to the bank in a rush where Margaret and Esme were already waiting… with Anna. "Hello, you two. You're two minutes late." Anna said, not sure if they really were but knowing it at least felt that way.

Robert couldn’t help but grin like a madman and sprint nearly all the way to the bank. To move his body and run under the sky and sun, what freedom! Even if the air was dirtier here in the city, at least he was breathing in outside air. He entered the bank heaving, still grinning crazily.
“Anna!” He wheezed, bending down and setting his hands on his thighs, panting. He reached into his coat and pulled out his pocketwatch. “One minute,” he corrected, sticking his tongue out at her playfully before going back to panting. He turned his head to Victor.
“‘You two,’ she says? Where’s the creature?”

Victor turned around. He was nowhere in sight, which probably wasn't good but was the least of their problems, at least in his mind. "I have no idea. Robert, my good man?" he was still holding the man's hand, not in a particularly affectionate way, more of a I'm-going-to-fall-over-right-this-instant sort of way.

(Cursed idea but, should I include catboys?)

(I mean, if werewolves and psychics exist…….)

(I mean that does make sense, but I'm talking catboy Edward Hyde for chaos reasons and nothing else.)

(Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh idk my dude. I like chaos, but not too much of it. Idk)

(I just kinda have headcanons and as far as I know Hyde is ugly and feral. hence, cat, but I'm mostly joking here. He's probably gonna be a regular dude with an evil streak.)

(Lol that’s aight)

(As you can tell I Do Not like cats but I will not allow this to cloud my judgement.)

(Awwww I love cats. Also I would respond but I am currently working on schoolwork and a little brain dead. Just thought you should know)

(Oh, no problem dude.)

(Ah, John Mulaney, our lord and savior.)

Robert took a deep breath, then rose and tried to steady Victor. “Apologies. I got carried away. Are you alright?”
He briefly glanced around for the creature, then tsked. “I hope he isn’t caught in the middle of a mob right now… but we need to finish our business here…”

"He can handle himself. And you're right… let me see if I can access my father's accounts, if he even has one here." Victor said, nodding slowly.

(Sees your username :0 dude I love that song!)

(Oh, worm? Wait which band is it from-)

(The one I’m thinking of is by Louie Zong)

(Oh. Neat! I've never heard them before!)

(Honestly me neither before I heard that song, and I haven’t been able to listen to anything else by them)

(That's cool though lol.)

He nodded. It would certainly be unwise to underestimate the giant. He guided Victor to the front desk, still breathing deeply to calm his heart.

(I… I’m sorry. Another case of I Don’t Know what I’m doing)

(Oh, don't worry. I have bad reply days too.)

Victor took a shaky breath, and approached the front desk. But, when he inquired about the bank account, it turned out that he didn't have to worry. His father had, apparently, left quite a sum of money for him-four thousand pounds, to be exact. While Victor knew that they were rich, he had never quite known how much and he certainly hadn't been expecting that. "Robert, I think I've solved all your problems. I don't even have to take up space with your family anymore, I could find a flat or, well, something, to live in." he said. He was too dangerous to live with the Waltons, too much of a risk. This was good, he could leave, find a place to stay where he wasn't hurting people anymore. And yet…

(I'm just giving Victor the Monies as I kinda want an excuse for him to go off on his own and do evil gay science things part two electric boogaloo)

(Lol yes plot pls hahahahahahaha also I just calculated it and that’s the modern-day equivalent of £345,000)

(I also calculated it. And yeah, that is indeed Monies.)

(Indeed)

Robert’s eyes were as round as saucers, and his mouth hung slightly open. “Maggie, did you hear that?” He called over his shoulder. The amount itself was hard for him to wrap his head around, but he only cared that it would lift his family’s burden. But for some reason, he didn’t want to get too excited. Maybe because it meant…
“Well, that’s wonderful. But I hope you know we were… we were happy to have you.” He was mostly just saying it out of politeness. He hoped Anna hadn’t heard him.