Sleepover With V

V: Ugh fine I won't murder you but can you stop being so short and annoying? V: I won't murder you for being so short and annoying and your short and annoying and you short and annoying V and your short and annoying and your short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and your short and annoying and your short and annoying and your short and annoying and you short and annoying and your short and annoying and your short and annoying and your short and annoying and you short and annoying and your short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and annoying and you short and

*She suddenly lets go and pulls out a knife* V: I have a surprise for you.

*My eyes widen and I freeze up, my heart pounding in my chest* W-what is it?

V: I'm going to carve my name into your arm. *I say this with a smile, but it's not a friendly smile. It's a smile that says I'm going to enjoy this*