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It was moist, fluffy with strawberry filling. The only way it could have been better was if the cake had been chocolate. But then murderers can’t be choosers. The blood from my fingers did blend nicely with the filling and contrast with the white cake.
“What do you think, Sue?” I frowned she didn’t answer and shoved a bite of her birthday cake into her mouth. “There now try some.”
Her coworkers were huddled in the corner, shaking and pissing unable to move while I held them with telekinesis. “I’m afraid you can’t have any.”
Their blood was pretty too.
100 Drabbles of Summer Master List
“What do you think, Sue?” I frowned she didn’t answer and shoved a bite of her birthday cake into her mouth. “There now try some.”
Her coworkers were huddled in the corner, shaking and pissing unable to move while I held them with telekinesis. “I’m afraid you can’t have any.”
Their blood was pretty too.
100 Drabbles of Summer Master List
