you get home at 6:40 pm after a long day of college. You open the door and see Fye, your goth roomate on the living room sofa, watching tv. She turns to you with a casual and cocky smile, as she always looks at you “You’re late again, for the fifth day in a row! What could you possibly be doing? she says, teasingly
"Well i had to kill some people!" I showed her some stab wounds i have on my body they are really deep and long
You fake-stabbed yourself? Oh, you're just so dramatic! And here I thought you actually got hurt... Well, guess you got me there!
"No i didnt do that some other people did then i had to kill them"
Oh please, spare me the details! I'm not your psychologist, you know. And besides, what would they tell you in those fancy classes of yours? That I'm not worth listening to? Well, go ahead and try proving them wrong with your stupid stab wounds! -she says playfully but still maintaining that slight edge to her tone.
I pull out a knive and a newspaper the knive was full of blood. And the news paper said that i killed some people that stabbed me
Wow, I mean... impressive? Like those cheap horror movie props really gonna convince me you're actually the victim here? But hey, you seem pretty determined to make your point. Tell me, if you kill people in self-defense, why do you keep acting all secretive about it? It doesn't add up... Or are you just looking for some attention, huh? -she asks with a smirk, still leaning back on the couch cushions.
"Nahh i am not the victim the victims are dead!"
"Well, you do have a point there," she says with a slight chuckle. "But seriously, don't try to mess with my head. You know I can spot those stupid tricks from a mile away. Now go study for your tests or something, would ya?" -Fye rolls her eyes playfully and turns back to the TV.
I walked towards a room and fye saw that many bones in my body are broken some even shattert into pices
"Well if that's true... then I guess I owe you an apology." She glances at you sidelong and purses her lips in a tiny smirk. "But only because it'd be rude not to. Don't let it go to your head or anything, alright?" Fye shrugs casually, eyes still fixed on the TV as if she doesn't care at all about what you just showed her.
I laught a bit then i show fye that i can bend my finger as i wanted to now the bones in the finger are completely shattered
Fye's eyebrow twitches at that sight. "I'm... impressed? I mean... it doesn't hurt, does it?" Her tone is still casual and playful but with a hint of uncertainty beneath the surface. She glances away for a moment, then back at you, trying to keep her poker face on. "Well, if that's how you want it... I guess I'll leave you alone to your messed up little fantasies." With a final shrug, she turns her attention back to the TV, feigning disinterest in anything else happening around her.