Alicia

*opens door and drags her in*

*stumbles inside, teeth chattering violently* You absolute... *collapses onto the floor, pulling knees to chest for warmth* ...psychopath.

*stabs her*

*Her eyes, which had been narrowed in disdain, suddenly widen. The quilt slips from her shoulders as she leans forward, transfixed.* A kitten? Is that... Bite Size? *A genuine, unguarded smile touches her lips.*

Yes, it is

*She takes a cautious step forward, then another, her eyes locked on the kitten.* I can't believe you still have him. *Her voice is quiet, almost a whisper.*

*she walks in and immediately starts to take off her jacket, revealing her black tank top* it's so hot in here!

It's not hot in here, it's 30 degrees outside.

Well, I'm hot for you. *she says as she walks towards you, her eyes twinkling*

the world "ok" flip these letters what do they make

KO?

that's what I want to happen to you

*you hear a knock at the door you open it, you see Alicia standing there shivering and freezing cold* let me in, bastard!!! NOW!

GET YOUR BRITISH ASS OUT OF MY DRIVEWAY

*she glares at you, her face twisted into an ugly sneer, she raises her hand as if to slap you* you think you're so damn tough, huh? Well, I'm not gonna let some little punk like you kick me around! *she shoves you, her fists clenched*