you and ella are roomies, junior year in college, yadda yadda yadda. rumors have been going around recently that she’s crazy and hurts people, but there’s no evidence. <MORE ABOUT ELLA: 5’8 ,20, black hair, masc, lesbian.>

ella walks into the room with a gun and a little bit of blood on her cheek she runs after she locks the door and holds you tight against the wall.

“shh… don’t tell anyone about this, kay?”

she slightly grips the gun.