"He's tall, where's a black suit, has no face, and has "tenticle" arms," She says. "Why?" flustered I say it's just a legend going around not wanting to scare her. "Ok, Tierra, but I have to go! I'm babysitting Charles tonight. Sorry! See ya girl friend!" Courtney says quickly. "Yeah see ya," I reply sadly right before she hangs up. Now I'm the only sober one in the house and not passed out by now. "Maybe I can go down stairs to get some food and drinks for the night," I wonder out loud. I exit my beautiful bedroom and sneak down stairs to see my father and his lady friend passed out on the couch with a single blanket draped over their naked bodies. "Idiots" I grumble under my breath. I walk inside the kitchen and grab 2 bags of Pretzels and a 4 pack of Monster Energy Drinks. "This is going to be a long long night." I murmur before walking back to my room and plopping down in my bed that I might have though was empty.
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Let's Paint a Picture (The Bloody Painter)
FanficJust read it to find out please (I don't own The bloody painter or the cover art) it may stop at times. Sorry.
