"Write a scene that involves a burlap sack."
Senbu hums to himself, dragging the lifeless body beside him by the foot.
He empties out a sack of potatoes, takes the container and brings it as well as the body up to the kitchen.
There, he lays the body out on the table, eyes gleaming with joy and excitement as he produces a knife.
From there he hacks away at the body, cutting it into beautiful chunks and slices. He's covered in blood, but why should he care?
Finally done, he carefully dumps all the pieces into the burlap sack.
He goes outside, digging several small holes and hiding only a few pieces in each. Then the body can never be found.
Of course it could, but he traveled all over the city to plant only a few chunks into the earth.
He finally went back home, only to run into Trickster in front of his room.
Upon seeing the brunette covered in blood, Trickster gasped.
"Senbu, what the fuck did you do?"
he killed someone
nothing out of the ordinary here-
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Rastgeleyeah so daily writing prompts or exercises because why the fuck not join me if you want because i found some interesting ones mine are all gonna be some Lencesty shit it gonn be gr8 i tend to write these on Archive at 1 or 2 am it's kind of a proble...
