She invites you into her house, which is actually nice. Nicely furnished, nicely designed. Makes you think if this goth thing is just an act.
You both go up to her room, and she Waves the gun in front of her. "You know," She starts, "I've always had a size fetish..."
You get a little surprised, and look up at her.
"You think I'm insane don't you..." She began to feel insecure about herself.
"NO! I...I mean...no no. It's just that..." You begin.
She cuts you off. "What? All this face paint, my weird fetishes, You think I'm a freak, right?"
"Wait a second. Just listen. I...I never really told anyone this...but, I have a size fetish also! I'm happy to find someone else who thinks like me." You say, kind of nervous.
"Really?" She looks at you.
"Yeah. That's why I wanted that thing." You point to the gun.
"Alright. Then lets have some fun." She says and picks up the gun.
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