Prompt 36: “Off, off, off! You’re getting crumbs on my bed.” + Ronald Knox
It wasn’t uncommon to find your Reaper (noisily) scouring for food in the middle of the night. He’d developed a habit of letting himself in, coming and going as he well pleased. Whether he’d be out on an assignment or not, he’d always manage to sneak in and steal some snacks, or maybe even a glass of water. Sometimes you caught him, as he could be a bit loud when searching through your cabinets, but other nights you would sleep soundly through the intrusion. The only evidence that he was there would be found the next morning, as a note would lie on your kitchen table, signed “Ron xx”,