Suck You Dry
I ran my tongue along the edge of the blade and licked any dripping blood that was on it from Marco.
"Even if you are a jerk, you taste good." I took a look at him.
I don't miss being human because people are so fragile.
I mean, look at this guy. He's lying there lifeless. His head is chopped off into several pieces, and his body is turned into something that will make your turn stomach upside down. I feel that I trashed all means of his identification. It doesn't look like he has any tattoos, so I am done.
I don't participate in any activities done in this modern world. I feel like a ghost, going through the motions of remembering what I once was. I do have a cellphone, but I use it sparing
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