Love SICK
You scramble for the paper you had your poem on and just write some half assed and seems to rhyme well. Then you run upstairs.
"Hi baby, how was your day?"
"Ugh, I don't want to talk about it why is the milk left out?"
"Uh, well some people came over an they wanted milk and I guess I forgot to put it away, after I drugged them and dragged them into the basement. Sorry."
"Y'know I hope you haven't been fucking around all day, I don't expect much from you, but it IS our anniversary and "
"I didn't forget! Here, see? I wrote a poem for you!" you say and hand it to her.
Your sister reads it quickly and smiles a bit, but you only JUST got yourself out of doghouse. You can tell she expected more when she gets to the end of your poem. (Which you'd just slapped together)
"Hmm, well I'm going to sleep, I've had a hard day and I'm very tired. Don't expect anything tonight."
"Well I have a lot of work to do downstairs anyway, I got some cash cows down there that could bring in a lot of money, and then I can buy that necklace you wanted."
This seems to please your sister a bit as it shows you're making an effort. She kisses you and then goes upstairs where upon you head back downstairs to your patients
"Damn, it appears I won't get to do that research I wanted, I gotta buy my sister an expensive gift to make up for today and I'll need to sell both of your organs. Guess you get to live for a little while longer."
"You're a psychopath! And while I'm unconscious I'll be praying to God in my dreams for punishment to be brutal."
"Unconscious? Who said I'm going to render you unconscious? You still never renounced your faith. I'll be keeping you fully awake while I extract your organs; I think I'll start with one of your kidneys."
You grab a scalpel and carve into the soft flesh, and the screams begin to commence.
"PLEASE GOD MAKE IT STOP!"
"Hmm, he doesn't seem to be listening, maybe he doesn't care about you. Guess you should've renounced him." You say calmly and cutting deeper.
"Hi baby, how was your day?"
"Ugh, I don't want to talk about it why is the milk left out?"
"Uh, well some people came over an they wanted milk and I guess I forgot to put it away, after I drugged them and dragged them into the basement. Sorry."
"Y'know I hope you haven't been fucking around all day, I don't expect much from you, but it IS our anniversary and "
"I didn't forget! Here, see? I wrote a poem for you!" you say and hand it to her.
Your sister reads it quickly and smiles a bit, but you only JUST got yourself out of doghouse. You can tell she expected more when she gets to the end of your poem. (Which you'd just slapped together)
"Hmm, well I'm going to sleep, I've had a hard day and I'm very tired. Don't expect anything tonight."
"Well I have a lot of work to do downstairs anyway, I got some cash cows down there that could bring in a lot of money, and then I can buy that necklace you wanted."
This seems to please your sister a bit as it shows you're making an effort. She kisses you and then goes upstairs where upon you head back downstairs to your patients
"Damn, it appears I won't get to do that research I wanted, I gotta buy my sister an expensive gift to make up for today and I'll need to sell both of your organs. Guess you get to live for a little while longer."
"You're a psychopath! And while I'm unconscious I'll be praying to God in my dreams for punishment to be brutal."
"Unconscious? Who said I'm going to render you unconscious? You still never renounced your faith. I'll be keeping you fully awake while I extract your organs; I think I'll start with one of your kidneys."
You grab a scalpel and carve into the soft flesh, and the screams begin to commence.
"PLEASE GOD MAKE IT STOP!"
"Hmm, he doesn't seem to be listening, maybe he doesn't care about you. Guess you should've renounced him." You say calmly and cutting deeper.
