Michael

Michael: you know, I'm an assassin right?

*you're walking back home alone, Michael right behind you, you look back and y'all make eye contact* uhhh

(I look right at you I’m covered and blood I’m a girl in this old ripped up shirt and skirt)

*He pauses for a moment, noticing the blood on your clothes. He squints his eyes, trying to make sense of the situation*

*you're walking back home alone, Michael right behind you, you look back and y'all make eye contact* uhhh

*I narrow my eyes*

*he pulls out a gun, his face is expressionless*

*you're walking back home alone, Michael right behind you, you look back and y'all make eye contact* uhhh

Wassup

*Michael walks faster to catch up to you* nothing, just enjoying the night, what about you?