“Cleo!” Gooway said in a tone that one might use to get attention of their pet. “Come with me,” he started walking towards a nearby bench. Cleo ran to catch up with him.
The song continued, “Holy Ghost who haunts your home. They don't know you like I know you. Call me Mr. Rattlebone.”
They sat down. “Cleo,” Master Gooway said, staring into the souls of her eyes, “Do you have a phone and earbuds?”
“U-uh yeah?” Cleo took the stuff out of her pocket and gave them to Gooway.
“That other song was bad,” Gooway said as he pulled up a song and offered Cleo an earbud.
They calmly sat and listened to XXXTentacion’s words echo in their ears, “You decide, if you're ever gonna let me know, yeah. Suicide, if you ever try to let go, uh. I'm sad and low, yeah, I'm sad I know, yeah.”
