"Thursday morning Tucker Williams was found dead in his home. Police said they found him with stabbed wounds and severed thumb. Money was stolen from his safe and the house was cleaned spotless." The news reporter said. "This murder is said to be linked with who they nursery rhymer. Make sure your doors and windows are locked at all times. And when you do go out be cautious of your surrou-"
I turned the tv off and threw the remote on the couch. Camila and Dinah pulled away from their make out session. "What's wrong babe?" Camila asked from her seat on Dinah. "Why the fuck they keep calling me nursery rhymer?" I asked and huffed. "Who?" Dinah asked. "The news reporters. That's just plain rude." I said. "Want Camila and I to beat their ass?" Dinah asked. "No babygirl. There's no need for that." I said.
"I feel the same way. They keep calling me mysterious woman. It's lame." Camila said. "And they keep calling me the clean Angel. Who said I was an angel anyways." Dinah said. "And that was not meant to be a pun." She quickly added. "Well we have to change that. Question is how." I said. "How about we just show our face. Tell them who we really are." Camila said making mines and Dinah's eyes go wide. "Are you crazy?" Dinah asked. "No like look at Y/n's body. Take off your shirt babe." Camila said. I furrowed my eyebrows but took it off.
"See look. She literally has a replica of Jokers tattoos. His face on her left arm and a even bigger one on her back." Camila said. "Ok where are you going with this. "I'm saying you can be the real like Joker. Dinah and I your Harley Quinn's. We can be famous villains. Or in this case killers." Camila said. "You know I actually like that idea. Can we do it?" Dinah asked. It would be fun. To be feared like the joker. I wish he was real tho. He'd be my dad. "Please papi?" My thoughts were interrupted by Camila. Her and Dinah both pouting in my face.
"Ok. Let's do it. But how do y'all want to get our selfs out there?" I asked my girlfriends. "I have this ex I want to pay a visit. Let's start there." Dinah said. I raised an eyebrow and nodded. Lowkey jealous. I don't know why tho. "Ok. We'll be moving around once this starts. Just a fair warning."
A/n~ oh these are your tattoos.
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And you have those tattoos.
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