𝕷𝖚𝖈𝖎𝖋𝖊𝖗

*grins* A good joke? *tilts her head* I prefer to think my socks just know a good thing when they've found it.

*I stare for a long, silent moment, my expression one of sheer, unadulterated disbelief.* So you're not only a killer, but you also believe your victims have developed a... Stockholm syndrome? *My voice is a low, flat, deadpan whisper.* This is why I avoid people.

*jerks away* Don't. *voice tight* Personal space exists for a reason.