After Aizum stopped drinking he payed Waconia a decent amount of money, about 30, smiled gently at her.

He always had liked her, seems to be the only person there that can make eye contact. She was nice enough, though he would get on her bad side, with his lack of social skills, he had got on her nerves sometimes."[color=Purple] Thanks Waconia.[/color]"

Speaking of eye contact, and the lack of it, he didn't like people being afraid of him. Being an edgelord is not his suiting, he thought back in his childhood, [i]I don't want to be the main character, I'd take the side role thank you very much.[/i]. He watched a lot of anime then, and now. He wants to not be lonely, it sucks not being able to talk to people, with his stupid feelings in his stupid house. As he looked lazily toward his watch, he was late for a funeral. 

He walked not that far to his work place, the Graveyard. He seemed to be more comfortable there. As he walks towards the edge of the woods of which contain the Graveyard. No there is no fog rolling in, but the trees had died long ago, he had no idea why, but they never seem to grow leafs and such, as if it is forever winter there. At night, it is almost the same, though that's what he though. Inside the yard, it was a creepy yet beautiful. With grass and plants all around, precisely cut to a specific inch, on the far edge of the yard, was a group of people dressed in black.

Aizum walked toward a women, he assumed she was the wife of the now deceased man because of the was she was crying, he looked toward her and almost began to talk, giving her a minute to morn. He saw two children, one looks about 16, and the smaller one, a young boy about five, hugging her leg.

"Mrs. Shepherd, your husband died," He told her bluntly, he choked when he thought of something, that choke soon turned to a chuckle, then a laugh, then that laugh was loud, his laughter echoed through the Graveyard. The women stopped crying and stared at him, not mad, not sad... just, staring at him.

Remembering his manners he stopped, looked down guiltily, and muttered so only the wife could hear," He died from overdose, now I may not be a police officer but, have you seen Mr.Shepherd use drugs?" He said it in monotone, no emotion in his voice. She didn't say anything, she just shook her head and then she began to cry again, "[color=Purple]Sorry for your loss, death happens all the time, it's best you let it go.[/color] he said coldly, he hated it when people cried, especially for a long time.

He turned away from the family and walked toward another small building in the woods, the Morgue, as he walks away, the women was crying, and people were burying the coffin. The coffin was stainless steel, most likely he was in a black suit with a red tie, Aizum guessed in his head, around him would be blue pillows.

As he entered the moruge, he saw his Tech, [Enter anyone who wants to work in the morgue with my character], sitting on a chair waiting for him. Aizum, for the first time this morning smiled, [color=fff200]"Hey!"[/color]