"oh no!" venus shouts, hyperventilating at the sight right in front of her.
her roommate, clarissa, being stabbed over and over just like a broken record player that wouldn't stop playing, or like a scratched dvd.
venus right then regretted her words as the man turned his head to look at her, blood dribbling down his arms with a sharp knife in one.
venus had dropped the brown paper bags full of groceries, the contents of the bags rolling across the floor into other rooms of barely moving at all.
oh no.
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west coast ☆ joji miller
Fanfiction❝ our eyes will disguise dirt on purpose ❞ or venus loves a murderer
