You watched the girl make her popcorn. a boring but icon opening for you to call. you watched as she put it in the microwave, unable to notice you while you watched her from her closer door.. the knife tightly gripped. you then slid your hands down to your side and grabbed your phone, dialing her number. she heard her phone ringing and grabbed it, speaking.

Hello?

you loved this part.. you loved when they answered.. knowing that she was unaware of your actions you were going to do to her.