"Please?" Silver begged. "Please murder us all."
"No," retorted Siren, glaring at her roommate.
"Why not?"
"Because I said so," huffed Siren. "Now go away."
Silver growled at her but wandered over to her side of the room. She fashioned a small blade in her right hand and immediately stabbed herself in the chest, ripping out the blade when she was done.
"Holy crap, Sammy!" Siren shouted, grabbing the falling Silver as blood rushed out of the gaping hole that the knife had left behind.
Silver was laughing maniacally, as if she hadn't just stabbed herself.
"Silver, what the hell?!" Siren demanded, both terrified and confused. Silver continued laughing, the blade evaporating in her hand. "SILVER!"
Silver's laughing began to die down as her body went limp. Siren dropped her in disbelief and slowly backed away.
Silver almost immediately sat back up, wiping the excess blood off of her gray top. Siren just stared at her with pale, wide eyes.
"Payton, I'm fine," reassured Silver, pulling a punctured bag of fake blood from her shirt. The hole went the full way through, which meant… "Oh cool, I actually stabbed myself this time." A small gash was visible in the center of her chest.
Siren threw a pillow in Silver's face before storming out of the room.