Creek clenches his fists as Branch leaves, and Creek slams the door on him. " God! I wish poppy never existed!! " Creek shouts, clawing at his curtains. " Only if there was a way to get rid of her. " He thought to himself. Creek then stands up, and runs to the kitchen, he grabs a knife and plots his amazing plan. " If there is no more Poppy.. Branch will be all mine!! " He laughs maniacally after saying this. Creek then conceals the sheathed knife in his pocket, and sneaks out, running towards Poppy's house, setting a trap. "WAIT! What will Branch think!? What about his heart?! We have to ease him into this...." He whispers to himself, then walks home.
