Enemies to Lovers

(Runs to my apartment at the speed of sound and one of my arms tear off because of the wind blowing on me)

*the last head rolls to a stop, crimson pooling across floorboards***the apartment falls deathly silent*

(I then start going to random peoples houses killing them)

*narrows eyes, leaning in slightly* Yeah, and I'm the Queen of England. *crosses arms* You know, for someone who 'fell,' you sure do seem nervous about it. *pauses, expression shifting slightly* Hey, I wasn't... *clears throat* Just answer the question, nerd.