She walked up to the man. "Hello" she said sweetly. "I just wanted to say that you picked out a great outfit this morning." She then smiled. She had always been told that her smile was the best part of her. It obviously worked, because he smiled back. "Thank you. I'm Sam, by the way." "I'm Alex" then she smiled again. She hoped that her smile was as winning as everybody said. They chatted for a little bit, then they traded numbers. Success!
*TIME SKIP TO THAT NIGHT*
"Hey, so, I was wondering, if, maybe, you want to...come over tonight?" Alex said into the phone, talking to Sam. She was feigning her nervousness, of course. Everything was carefully planned out down to the last detail. And then, as planned, he said yes! She got ready for him. She spread the tarp out under the carpet. Then the doorbell rang. He was here! She ran to the door, mussed up her hair, then opened it with a sly smile. She walked him in. They went to the carpet covered tarp and slow danced. Little did he know that she had a very sharp knife hidden in her clothes and knowledge of where to put it so ho wouldn't have time to scream. They waltzed, foxtroted, and tangoed. Finally, he spun her out, and when he pulled her back in, her knife was in her hand. She stabbed it between his ribs before he had a chance to acknowledge it. Luckily, no blood splattered on her clothes. He fell on the carpet, and blood soaked through, but the tarp caught it. Just as planned. She rolled him up and snuck out. She successfully deposited the body in the dumpster. Then she quickly rushed back to her house. She then fell asleep peacefully knowing that she has partly taken revenge.
