A Life Sentence Ain't So Bad // A Heist With Markiplier Fic

Yancy brought the rejected cigarette to his lips and in turn moved the lighter closer to the end of the cigarette hanging between his lips. The click of the lighter igniting the only sound in the cell as he lights it. As he takes a moment to take a drag from the cigarette his warm eyes assess you, and he must see something in your expression as his lips curl in a grin as he exhales the smoke.

"How is youse finding it here, doll?" He speaks at last, a charming drawl lacing his words. "The gang helping youse settle in alright?"

Oh. He's decided to hunt you down to... check up on you? The notion puzzles you as you try to decide on how to reply back to him.

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Just a fluffy one-shot of Yancy and Gender Neutral Reader from A Heist With Markiplier