Snippet #2462701

Peridot sat with her back firmly turned to her roommate. She doodled idly on the edges of her journal, making swirls until the ink on her pen was worn off and the swirls were only slight scratches on the surface of the page. Topaz's laugh made her freeze. Her peaceful silence broken, she added a second point:

-Laughs too much.

When Topaz continued to laugh, getting louder and louder, Peridot twisted around in her chair. "Would you be-" she growled, but cut herself off with a scream. Blood was dripping from the girl's mouth, and once she follow the steady stream of drops, to a piece of pink flesh that lay on the wooden floor, she screamed again. The pen dropped from her hand, landing with a clank on the floor and splashing her shoes and the chair legs with the ink that was too far up the shaft to be useful.

"What is wrong with you?" she managed to rasp out, her mouth suddenly dry and sticky.