My eyes stung as they stared at the bright computer screen in the dark room. "Eh, Tyler Vanay..." I mumbled softly, my voice low. I quickly felt my small desk for the mug of coffee I had made about an hour ago. As my hand hit it the mug came crashing down, shattering on the floor. Unfazed I rolled my eyes, the warm feeling of a liquid now becoming noticeable on my foot. I pushed the chair back, the wheels rolling making a sound that hissed in my ears. Cringing a bit id stand, the crunching of the glass under my feet became unnoticeable as I made my way to the light switch. I groaned as I flicked the switch on, the light burning my eyes. Then looking down at my feet, which had been covered in blood now. "Shit..." Id mutter as I walked on my heels to the bathroom. Taking a seat on the edge of the tub as pulled shards of glass out of my feet, making sure to clean and bandage them after. I grabbed a mop and a broom after and began cleaning up the filthily mess I had created.
About twenty minutes later after I had finnished cleaning it was about three in the morning. I hadn't finnished what I planed to do. I took a seat back on my chair, pulling it into the desk and grabbing the mouse to 'wake up' my computer. "Right... Where was I.... Tyler Vanay." I said, louder this time as I had been more awake now. All this time not realizing I had been talking aloud. I had thought for a long time about how I could bring Tyler into my trap, but after looking through his Facebook I noticed he had been looking for a relationship. "Perfect, this should be easy then." I stretched thinking about how one would socialize with someone with such class, how does one socialize at all...? I never really talked to anyone. I keep a low profile, that's important in my job. Act normal, without drawing attention to yourself.
After awhile I figured that id make a Facebook page, with only one good picture of me. My profile picture. Going back to his profile I quickly friend requested him, but I also sent him a 'fun and flirty' message according to google: "Hey there :)". Humans really are weird creatures, I thought as I swung my chair around. Jumping off of it, I quickly took my shirt off and kicked my pants off leaving them at the bottom of my bed. Now in my bra and underwear I threw myself into my bed, pulling my covers over me and shutting my eyes.
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