Luke

*shows the middle finger* SYBAU!

*he grabs your neck and holds you into the air* WEEK

*My face is red and I try to get out of your grip* "let go…"

Your the second dead too my plan *he slams your head into the wall 10 times. Each becoming more and more painful*

*Id be looking at the blood that got on my gloves. I ignore it and look at all the other people socializing, some fights happening here and there. A person runs up to me and try’s stabbing me, before I dodge them and pin them against a table, before slotting their throat and covering their mouth* “Shhhh…” *Id make sure their dead before sitting back down* “anyone else want to die?” *some people mumble things in disagreement* “oh well, that’s what I expected…” *Id then sit back down*

uhh

*I'd raise my eyebrows and look at the person who is mumbling* "Do you have a problem with me?"