LITTLE BIRD
My life was an average 20 year olds, up until a week ago.
It all started with a Tinder match. Now I have a Stalker sending me messages. I don't even know how he got my number. He knows more about me than I know about myself.
Of course, the cops won't do anything, I guess I'll have to figure it out myself.
THE SNAKE:
She's my poison, the blood in my veins. If I can't have her, no one can. She'll learn to love me... or I'll f**k her until she does.
She won't know any other taste than my name once I'm done with her.
She thinks the cops or her select few friends can help her.
She has no idea how wrong she is...
Just yet.