>>Eh. I'll do the song in the next chapter. I'm really tired and I don't feel like writing an entire song since I'd probably get most of the lyrics wrong XD<< >>Also, Kenzie go look at my message board. I may or may not have sub... written..? You. You'll think it's funny, I swear. Ok I don't swear. Wait. Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.<<

>>I need to stop XD<<

Hate and I: *stumbles into the house* *like half of Hate's bra strap is hanging off her shoulder and she looks dazed*

Hate: *blinks a few times* We made.. a mistake... *still just looks confused*

*groans a little, annoyed and flustered* We walked by a fucking strip club on our way to get food and kinda... sorta.. got pulled into the crowds.. like four guys slapped my ass.. *sighs*

Hate: Ya. A few guys tried to unhook my bra. I hate people. But it's ok, because the few seconds I was in contact with them I managed to learn their names, phone numbers, and house addresses. Looks like Adam, Hunter, Jonas, Scott, and Arin are all in for a bit of fun tonight. *grins and pulls a knife from no where* Catch ya later~ *giggles insanely and turns back out the door*

Tim and Sam: *watches her go with only mild concern*

Sam: Sometimes I forget that she's a demon. This is why I'm mostly gay. You alright, sweetness?

*chuckles* Ya, just a bit bothered. *shrugs and lays on the couch, yawning a bit* I want sleeeeeppppp. *smiles*

Tim: *rolls his eyes, moving to the floor* Then sleeeepppppp.

*giggles* K. *falls asleep in like two minutes*

Sam: *looks at me and smiles, glancing at Tim* So, wanna go find the people that placed their hands on smols and beat them shitless?

Tim: *pauses his video game, glancing back at Sam sheepishly* ..Sure.

-An hour later- >>I hope everyone reads this in the spondgebob voice over because if not I will cry.<<

Sam: *strolls back in with Tim, a smudge of blood on his jacket but other than that he looks completely normal* *walks over to me and touches my leg lightly, chuckling and talking softly* Katey? C'mon sunshine gotta wake up. *rolls his eyes*

*stirs a bit* *mutters* An.. ti? *opens eyes a little and jumps, falling off the couch*

Tim: *facepalms and helps me up* Well someone must have been having a good dream. *smirks*

*rolls eyes, not fazed in the slightest* Ya. I thought the pain in my ass was something else but alas. It was only the fuckers at the strip club. *rolls eyes and does a dramatic pose* *stops, sniffing the air* I smell blood. What did you do? *looks at them expectantly*

Sam: *laughs nervously* What?! Us? Doing anything? Neevvveeerrrr. *slides outta dem DM's and into his room*

Tim: *chuckles, turning to me* Wanna play Overwatch?

Fuck ya. *jumps back to the couch, grabbing one of the controllers*

>>Lol, song in next chapter. Baiiiii everyone is amazing, by the way.<<