Me: Spam?

Me: Yeah, spam.

Me: This is entirely spam.

Me: And I am entirely bored.

Me: So answer me, you damned ninja.

*Scarecrow is online*

Scarecrow: It's two in the morning, go to sleep.

Me: Sup, friendo! Hope I didn't wake you up!

Scarecrow: You did.

Me: I humbly apologize. Now, sup?

Scarecrow: I'm going back to sleep.

Me: Nooo! Don't go! I'm bored! At least answer my question!

Scarecrow: I could block you, you know.

Me: T-T I feel so unappreciated- it's like you don't even care!

Scarecrow: ... Tired. What's up for you?

Me: Yay! Uh, the sky. :l Lolz.

Scarecrow: You're outside? At two in the morning?

Me: Yeah. M'homeless.

Scarecrow: You're 18, did your parents kick you out already?

Me: No, they died. Quite brutally, honestly. They were two of the murders that are going on around where I live.

Scarecrow: Get inside.

Me: Why??

Scarecrow: There's a killer out and about and you're asking WHY?

Me: ... Yeah, why?

Scarecrow: At least go to a friends house or something.

Me: Hm... Jho.

Scarecrow: Jho?

Me: Yeah, Just hold on.

I flip to L's messages.

Me: Yo, are you on a case right now?

L: I do not see why that is of any importance to you at the moment.

Me: ... Do you even know how to talk normally? Anyway, I was gonna see if you wanted to hire some bait. Cuz I'd happily volunteer.

L: I have no need of any bait in this case, I already have suspicions on who it is. All I need is more evidence.

Me: Evidence like... I dunno... Getting caught in the act? By attacking bait?

L: No. Now I must be focusing on this case.

Sighing, I switch to Angst-y Teen.

Me: Yo, we have the same area code number, so can I stay at your place?

Angst-y Teen is online.

Angst-y Teen: You said you weren't a fangirl

Me: I'm not...? Stranger 2 wants me to get indoors because there's a killer on the loose around here. Stranger 3 is the detective of the case, apparently, and doesn't want me interfering.

Angst-y Teen: How do I know you aren't the killer

Me: I dunno. If I were a killer I wouldn't go after people with fangirls. I'd go after the homeless.

Angst-y Teen: No

Me: No?

Angst-y Teen: I don't trust that you aren't either a fangirl or a killer or a gang member

Me: Well damn. Okay. Goodnight.

Angst-y Teen: Night

I flip back to Scarecrow.

Me: No one likes me.

Scarecrow: What?

Me: No one wants to deal with a wildcard, so they said no. Don't worry, though, I'm practically safe. I look rather shady myself. I'm sure the killer would just go kill someone looking less shady.

I jump as a text comes in from L.

L: Are you the killer?

Me: Nope. Am I a suspect or something?

L: Everyone I have spoken to has said that you are rather blasé about murder and killing, and your peers say you did not have good relations with your parents.

Me: Of course you know who I am, why wouldn't you? And you're still talking weird. I don't presume my assurance that I'm not the killer will do much?

L: No, it will not do you any good or bad.

Me: Then I'll tell you what my plans would be if I were to be a killer. I wouldn't be as stupid as to kill my own parents, as even I know that I'd end up a suspect with all the animosity I've explained to many that was between us. I'd systematically kill the homeless, then the poor with little to no connections if I ran out of homeless people. Then, when the kills have gotten to around the one or two hundred mark, I'd stop and go on with my life as if nothing happened. If I ever felt the urge to kill again, I'd go to another place and rinse and repeat. I'm not sure exactly what the killer does, but I am sure he doesn't do that. If he did, I'd sue him for stealing my idea, the jerk.

L: Why do you assume the killer is a male?

Me: Is that the only thing you got out of that? Really? Hm, anyways, because most serial killers are male.

I drop my phone as my phone vibrates. Quickly picking it up, I don't bother checking who it is before answering.

"Hello? Who's this?" I mutter in a tired slur. Yawning audibly.

"Where are you? It's not safe in this town. I'd rather not hear about a kid getting killed on the news," an equally tired voice slurs back.

"Don't worry, stranger, I'll be fine. If the killer wanted to kill me I'd probably already be dead. Plus, I'm not in the section the killer usually kills in." I mutter, ending the call and going back to texting.

L: That is true. Is there a reason you want to be bait?

Me: Yeah, as you probably know, I'm homeless. And stranger two wants me to stay at a friend's place. So I asked you.

L: "Yo, are you on a case right now?" Is not the same as, "There is a killer on the loose, may I stay at your residence?"

Me: Details, details. They

I don't even bother censoring my curses as I stand up and answer the call that nearly killed me.

"What the fuck, bro!? Who calls at-" I curse, getting interrupted again.

"It's me again." The voice from before, Scarecrow's voice mutters.

"Fucking hell! You almost killed me via heart attack! Damn. Look, there's a person who might take me in, he says he's not the killer, and he's less likely to kill me than someone, the bastard. Bye." I rant, hanging up without even waiting to hear a reply.

L: They? Who is they? Why did you bring they up? And why have you not finished the sentence?

Me: Sorry, some asshole scared the shit outta me by calling. And 'they' refers to what you quoted. I was going to say, "They are basically the same thing." And even if they aren't, same difference, really.

L: I worry for you if you believe that being on a case and being able to stay at a "friend's" house is the same thing.

Me: Awww, you worry for me? How sweet. Fine then. Ahem. (Pretend I cleared my throat here) There is a killer on the loose, may I stay at your residence?

L: No.

Me: What?! Then what the - Why WON'T you pretend I cleared my throat there!?

Me: I have a feeling you're face palming. Why?

L: I may or may not have become exasperated at your unceasing sarcasm.

I snickered, standing up and stretching. Now was a good time to walk to school.

Me: Never mind, Scarecrow. I'm headed to school now. It's getting close to four. I'll be safe in about an hour.

Me: I'm glad I can make the almighty L exasperated. Nevertheless, Never mind, L. I'm headed to school now. It's getting close to four.

I then headed out, humming under my breath.

AN: Yes, two chapters updated at the same time. Exciting. Ahem, anyway, this chapter is an apology for me not going to update in a while. Because laziness and stuff. Okay, I lied, this story is actually the only one I'm interested in (of mine) because I write it for my own enjoyment, not others. So the chances of me updating this is way higher than of me updating the others.

OKAY NOW MOVING ON!

Should (s)he meet someone? Should she meet all of them? How, etc. Basically, if you want, give me your ideas for this. Not because I have no ideas, but because I'm curious how you think this'll go.