Yeah sleep was nowhere near me and my heart was busy suggesting me all the exceptional ideas in the world.
First it suggested me to smack the snoring uncle's bald head which was immensely tempting by the way and now it's suggesting me to dance around like a devil scaring the shit outta people.
After careful observation what I have realized is I possess all the potential qualities to be a qualified psycho. Any openings? I'm in!
17, yeah I made a count of every halt the bus has taken, what else would a person whose sleep is miles away would do? And in the pitch dark I could see two people walking in carrying heavy bas.
Ahh, the same humans again. Why can't it be aliens? Or at least Damon and Stephan? Imma bored of these humans.
The baggage they tried fitting on the top rack directly landed on my head with an aim to turn me into a Ghazini which I am already half way through.
"Oops sorry, did that hurt?" it's from a feminine voice.
