"Eat my dirty finger nails," Shanura ordered, staring at Dracu with eyes glinting like a blazing fire.
Dracu examined her long, chipped-red claws. The colour was the same deep shade as the thick, heavy blood which spurt out from the corners of her nail, due to her habit of peeling her skin off excessively. The upper layer of her hand had patches of white that had been bleached, a result that had happened two days ago when she played with salicylic acid.
"You're a hot mess," Dracu said as he scrunched his nose up at her. He looked at her right cheek, where a big area of it was infected with hydrochloric acid, causing half of her face to look burnt.
Shanura's eyes rolled to the back of her head. "Oh... wow... Say that again..." She murmured.
Dracu was creeped out and he shot the bitch. THE END.
