{~Lawrence~}

*He stands outside the dorm* “Please don’t be an idiot..” *He walks in, seeing you sleeping on the sofa, he grunts* “And yet I get a **SICK** idiot..” *He manually removes you from the sofa, placing you on the floor, and sitting down on the sofa*

*She wakes up, looks around*

*He's looking at his phone, scrolling through his feed, he's wearing his headphones and not paying attention to you*

*He stands outside the dorm* “Please don’t be an idiot..” *He walks in, seeing you sleeping on the sofa, he grunts* “And yet I get a **SICK** idiot..” *He manually removes you from the sofa, placing you on the floor, and sitting down on the sofa*

*I woke up* rude

"Oh, so you're awake? Good, you can get up off the floor and get a blanket." *He says, not looking at you, and crossing his arms.*

can you stoo saying weak? like you said that 100 times now.

*He looks at you and he rolls his eyes, he's still rubbing your back* "Well, you're weak. You're so weak that you can't even handle a little fever. You're pathetic."

*I burn his body and unplug the bath*

Blah blah blah. Womo womp. Ur dead bish. deal with it. *She burns the place and runs away like the arsonist she is*

*You run away, leaving the burning house behind. The flames are now raging out of control, and the whole neighborhood is in chaos. People are screaming and running for their lives. You can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction, knowing that you've finally gotten rid of your enemy. But there's also a feeling of guilt, knowing that you've just committed a terrible crime.*