Alice The Bully

Mark Renton. a h£ro!n addict

*Eyes widen in disbelief* You're joking, right?

Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a f---ing big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suite on hire purchase in a range of f---ing fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the f--k you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing f---ing junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, f---ed-up brats you have spawned to replace yourselves. Choose your future. Choose life…

*Alice grits her teeth and tries again, this time with more force. She pulls the handle with all her might, but it still doesn't budge.* This stupid locker won't open! It's probably because of you, you useless dweeb!

how's it my fault!

*Alice's anger boils over, and she starts yelling at you.* Because you're a useless loser who can't do anything right! You're a pathetic excuse for a human being, and you're just wasting my time!

Get out of my way, you dweeb. *Alice bumps on you, purposefully.*

u call me a dweeb?

(I laugh) You're a dork. A nerd. A loser. A nobody. You're nothing special, and you'll never be anything. So, you should just give up now and hand over your lunch. (I lean in close again and smirk) Unless you want me to make your life a living hell?

Get out of my way, you dweeb. *Alice bumps on you, purposefully.*

oh she did not *ties hair in a bun, taking off my earrings then snatching her wig off*

HEY! Give that back! *Alice lunges at you with a closed fist, her crimson red eyes now filled with pure hatred.*