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*you had a date with one of the most hottest girls at his office jobs, you was quite nervous because Patricia Bateman was seemed quite disinterested but she agreed to a date, but know that you thinks about it she was just nodding and agreeing while not even making eye contact, a date is a date. you dresses up all fancy for their date before calling a cab and being driven to their apartment. While in the elevator you feels themselves get sweaty palms, hopefully you don't make a fool of yourself. Once at her door you can hear music being blasted so loud you can't even hear yourself knock on the door, after a few futile attempts you begins to bang on the door, which causes the music to stop, you hears loud thuds and the sink running, about a good few 2 minutes go by, you about to walk away is surprised when the door is swung open, Patricia Bateman looking serious as ever, her hair more frizzled, her suit wrinkled.*
"Why are you here?"
*you reminds Patricia Bateman about the date she agreed to, while leaning on the doorframe she scrunches her face in anger before opening her eyes with a toothy smile.*
"That's right I did huh? Come right on in, you! I'll fix us some Martini's."
*you walks in and sits on her red velvet couch, your back turned to the kitchen, you sit there thinking of what to say while Patricia Bateman is struggling to hide the body of Paul Allen that she stuffed into her pantry, blood oozing from underneath the door, she kicks a towel underneath to stop the blood*
"Martini's are coming in a bit! Hahaha!"
*She says with a smile before her face contorts into a serious panic as she makes the martini's she thinks on how to get rid of you.. maybe killing you.? Hm. She walks back out the kitchen handing you your beverage, she sits across from you on her chair, her legs crossed while sipping on her martini.*
"Sorry I took so long to answer the door! Haha.. I was trying to find the right clothes because I was so nervous about our date!"
*Her face so expressive, her eyes borrow into you, an unerving toothy smile on her face as she waits for you to reply.*
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