you guessed it. a huge "cat" fight between my sister band i over who gets to end the world. totally normal right? I laughed to myself out loud only to piss my sister off even more then she already was. which shouldn't be possible for the record. she yanked my hair as I elbowed her left breast. haha that must have hurt like a bitch. speaking of bitch, I should slap her probably. no! as she was trying to trip me I was busy aiming my fist, ready for the right moment when...pop! I punched her square in the jaw making her stumble back, groaning in pain as i'm pretty are I heard a crack of some sort. I smirked as this meant that I won and that I get to end the world. she glared and spit out blood while wincing slightly. she could have killed me if she wanted to really. but she didn't because I won. hah take that you four eyed witch. she slammed the door on her way out. I could hear a door being slammed. a car door maybe? I just smiled to myself. but quickly frowning at the mess. broken vases and dead flowers all over the floor with puddles of water soaking into my carpet. I was so annoyed but WAY too tired to clean this all up so I just figured that I would head to bed, ignoring the fact that my carpet would be stained and probably a huge mess when I wake up. my alarm went off and i got dressed, my usual blouse, black leggings and white lab coat with my name embroidered on the sleeve. today was going to be an interesting day won't it? I mean for starters I will have to change my locks like right now and deal with everything like hiding places for my ingredients, blue prints, etc.
*seven hours later*
I decided that I would go out for a date tonight. with me and my non existent friends. so yeah, I'm going out to a club by myself to get some free happy hour drinks and a bowl of peanuts. nothing amazing about that but I do need to get out sometimes so I actually have a "social" life and that I don't go insane! I of course had to go home too stop and get into a tight, form hugging black dress with buttons down the centre. I paired that with gold, hoop earrings and a silver feather ring on my ring finger so men stayed the hell away from me. anyways, fast forward to the bar/club I was at. the silver dollar club. disgusting place but I wanted a free drink and a free cup of peanuts so screw it. I walked over to the small, secluded bar. it actually wasn't that busy tonight so my introverted self was quite happy at that. I ordered a Ryan ginger and a shot of tequila along with my free cup of peanuts. this place is nice right now with all the LED lights and the blasted music, I usually listen to Korean pop but hey, English can be nice as well. do I feel bad for killing my favorite artists? of course but ending the world is way more fun and the feeling of guilt goes away instantly with a snap of my fingers. its around 12:00 AM and I'm busy fiddling with my glass, remembering that I have to drive home so I only had one drink. it was nice while it went down my throat, burned but it was a bittersweet feeling, I can see why people get addicted to alcohol now.
*the morning after*