A perfect date
He entered my house through a window in the back and took me by surprise with a 13” blade which he then pressed against my windpipe. “Your skin feels like firm bladder wall” I whisper lewdly, with the underdeveloped arm of my partially absorbed twin on my back reaching up to caress the tip of his chin.
He then screamed and passed out, so I dragged his body into my basement and proceeded to test his blood pressure levels and cried at the results. He woke up 10 minutes later and called me pet names like “psycho bitch” and ran up the stairs so quickly he lost balance, tumbled down, and seized on my floor for a bit.
He’s been there a few days, waiting for him to wake up for our second date.










