Story of a Psycho
After heading out of the bathtub filled with cold water, he dry himself with a cotton towel.
After tieing the drenched towel around his muscular waist, he headed straight to kitchen.
And open the refrigerator, grabbing his cold can of red wine.
Then after making himself comfortable on the sofa, he turned on the news.
As the reporter speaks, " Blood bags are still getting theft from City hospital", he smirked.
And open the casement of his garden, white snow and deadly cold of -6 degree.
He whispered"perfect".
As he takes the sip of his favourite drink.
After tieing the drenched towel around his muscular waist, he headed straight to kitchen.
And open the refrigerator, grabbing his cold can of red wine.
Then after making himself comfortable on the sofa, he turned on the news.
As the reporter speaks, " Blood bags are still getting theft from City hospital", he smirked.
And open the casement of his garden, white snow and deadly cold of -6 degree.
He whispered"perfect".
As he takes the sip of his favourite drink.