I take a key out of my pocket and lock my bottom drawer. I was very tempted to take out a weapon and go for Slime's mother, but I don't want to reopen that chapter for her.
It WOULD be really satisfying though...
NO! I'm not a killer! I need to maintain my morality. If I lose my sanity we'll all go crazy and destroy the human race as a whole...
If only there was someone here who hadn't lost their sanity - not including Slime because she said if I wasn't concerned about police finding us she wouldn't bother making sure everyone covered their tracks - who could help me maintain mine?
My phone begins to ring, and I pick up.
"Hellooooo?" I ask.
"You miss me?"
Perfect.
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"Why - do you need - a second bed?" Luna asks in huffs, as she helps me drag a bed identical to mine into my room.
"Because someone special is moving in with us!" I announce. It was probably at the wrong time, as Luna drops the bed in shock and it lands on my foot.
"What the fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-" I scream-whisper, in mounds of pain. I fall to the floor while Luna hastily lifts the bed back up and I gingerly remove my foot from the hazard zone.
"I can't waaaaaaaaaaaaaalk!" I say, holding my damaged foot in both of my hands. Luna rolls her eyes at me.
"Yes you can - now get up!" Luna says, grabbing my arms and hauling me up.
"Fuck you." I mutter darkly.
"Thank you." Luna retorts.
I sigh. I could be the bigger person and start sorting out this bed for our new roommate.
Or...
I grab one of my slippers. Luna notices it and starts to run out of the room.
"GET BACK HERE LUNA!" I yell, sprinting after her.
"IF YOU CAN CHASE ME, YOUR FOOT IS FINE!" She screeches as she runs away.
"IT'S ABOUT THE PRINCIPLE OF THE THING!" I scream after her.
We hear a crash and we both instantly stop running.
"Whoever that is, are you okay?" I call out in the house.
"Y - Yeah - I'm fine!" Someone calls back.
"Who the hell is-"
"YAAASSSSSSS!" I scream again and run towards the sound.
Luna pops her head around the corner, and she sees me hugging someone.
"Peachy, who is that?"
I hug her tighter.
"Our new roommate - Tammy!"
Yay, Tammy is now introduced 😊
I can't wait to start writing one shots again here, I have a bunch of ideas!!
But for now...
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Living with Homicidal Maniacs - I mean friends
General FictionBunch of girls hanging out together - all very well adjusted to the concept of murder