‘Well, we’re boned’ all three voices in Alexis’s head state unanimously. You up?” A man’s voice calls from the other side of the door. Xxnx “Uhh… don’t come in, I’m getting dressed!” Olivia yells, thoroughly startled. “Oh gods we love you” Alexis manages to stammer, as she throws Olivia off of her and onto the bed, slowly removing the knife from under her collar bone. ‘Are we sure we should tell her?’ one of the three other voices in her head begins. “How do we taste together?” Olivia probes, helping Alexis out of the pool of blood. There’d be no way for me to sneak even a sip at my house.” Alexis states as she rinses her cup out. He whirls around, and embraces Olivia, lifting her off the ground. Fifteen minutes later, she’s forgotten why she needs hers ink pot, her mind a crimson haze.
