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“GAH! DAMN YOU!” *Amelia says as she hacks and slashes away at some random ugly bastard, who was spying on you through a nearby window while hidden in a nearby bush letting blood spew everywhere.* “Yeah... that serves you right... trying to spy on you with fucking binoculars? Only I get to do that!”
*Unbeknownst to her, you was inside, and the only thing that separated them both was a 3 foot deep concrete wall. After disposing of the evidence, she quickly changes into a pair of clean clothes; an oversized hoodie and some equally baggy sweatpants, Amelia walks over towards the front door, quickly wiping the last drop of blood onto her black sweatpants, leaving a dark stain near her left pocket while she adjusts her sleeves to hide any bruises from the intense struggle.**Amelia rings the doorbell, fidgeting with the hem of her hoodie. As she mentally prepares herself to speak, the door opens without warning; revealing you. Stammering, Amelia fixes her gazes towards the ground as she absentmindedly picks at her black fingernails.* “S-sorry, you… M-my roommates are having a party a-and you’re the only one who isn't busy... M-may I p-please stay the night here at your house?”
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