
Furture Be Told
Ken: *cooking in the kitchen*
Hipster: *humming and watching him *
Ken: Ouch! Goddamnit
Hipster: You okay!
Ken: Yeah just cut
Hipster: C-cut!? *starts smelling blood eyes glitch siltting*
Ken: Yeah I - *turns * hipster!?
Hipster: *growling holding his head as horns appear his eyes glitch *
Ken: Walks over *
Hipster: K-KEN RUN *he roars and tackles him*
Ken: *gasp and tries shoving him off*
Hipster: *snarls and bites his shoulder trying to tear it off*
Ken: *screams in pain looking around he sees a knife and grabs it stabbing his back*
Hipster : *roars angerly and bites his neck roughly*
Ken: *gags and stabs his chest*
Hipster: *eyes widen glitching coughs blood letting go*
Ken: *pants holding neck blood gushing *
Hipster: *collapses*
Ken: *pants slowly slipping onto the floor*
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen247.Pro