Soon {Zarry}

Three Laughs

"Hello, ho-"

"Not this shit again. . . my day was terrible, but now that you're in it. . . it just got a little better."

"Don't wink at me, Mr. Malik."

"Then don't look so pretty anymore."

"What about a man wearing jeans and a shirt is pretty?"

"The fact that the jeans are skin tight, and you have a nice ass. Also, your shirt is a woman's blouse. You look pretty."

". . ."

"You're sighing again. You're fed up with me five minutes into our session. I think that's a new record."

"Mr. Malik, we will not do this again. I will ask questions, and you will answer them accordingly."

"But that's so boring. . ."

"I don- It doesn't matter. . . explain to me your fixation with blood."

"Something different! Finally! No one's ever asked that before!"

"Just continue please."

"I like the stain it leaves behind. Just like a women loves her classic red lipstick, I love my classic red ink. I draw inspiration from their ink that leaks out deathly fast when you cut them open. Red is a good, rich color that brings life to a lot of things. . . too bad I have to kill to get it."

"No remorse?"

"None at all. Just like a true psychopath, I don't care about others. I don't feel guilt. I don't care who I have to kill to keep my obsession at ease."

"Do you even remember their names?

"Of course, I'm not heartless! Evan Colridge, Wes Cooper, Dolly Smith, Regina Fuentes, and her fraternal twin sister Emily Fuentes."

". . ."

"Don't seem so surprised, doc. Although, that look on your face is quite cute."

". . ."

"Do I make you uncomfortable? The way your squirming, it shows you have a problem."

". . ."

"I can't tell if you've never been complimented before or if it is because I am a man and you are a man."

". . ."

"Well? Don't leave me hanging."

"I think our session for today is done."

"Very well."