affian

*looks at him* hello?

(he is leaning against the door frame, his eyes are half closed and he is looking at you with a smirk) can I come in?

hell na boi u come into ma house lookin all raggedy

(you are in home and someone knock the door and you open the door and it's your brother's best friend affian he is drunk) hi babygirl... (he smirks)

(raise my eyebrows) what the hell you want now?

come on, don't be like that. i just want to talk to you.

*runs hand through hair* Right. Well... I should get going.

ok bye

Wait. *pauses at door* Can we... talk later?

*coughs blood, grinning* Forever... *dies*

*next day*

*grabs both your wrists, pinning them against the wall* Maybe I will. *leans down, lips brushing your ear* Then we'll see who's howling tonight.

(I flick diarrhea into ur lips then I presh ur head into the toilet where there is poopy)

*shoves you back, furious* You're playing with fire.