[Some time in the small hours of the morning, Angelus starts whistling
The Teddy Bears' Picnic in a slow, creepy manner. Don't mock, he just really likes that song okay :c
After a few moments, the whistling fades away.]
Oh Charlie! Come out come out wherever you are.
Word on the street is you're kicking up a lot of guff!
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That'd be nice. Finally I'd get some peace and quiet.
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