Cassie_ TW Lots of blood being spilled and drug use.
The room the president took me to was gross, to say the least. The bed looked like the sheets hadn't been changed in ages. There were stains all over them. Clothes littered the floor, there were dishes on the dresser and night stands. The brown carpet had cigarette burns and butts on it and white stains all around. The smell was of dirty socks and stale smoke. I held in my gag. Luckily, there was a single metal chair by the dingy yellow wall. I grabbed it and put it in the middle of the room. I put my bag down and while he was taking off his cut and shirt, I bent down and got two of my knives out and stuck them in each boot. I love these thigh high boots. I modified them to have loops in the top to stick my knives in.
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