Songbird sighed. "Honestly, I believe that we have no room for feelings, Angel. We're murderers, we don't have time for any love-triangles and romantic drama."
"FUCK!" Songbird hissed when two knives went in her right arm and one on her left shoulder. She hissed and pulled out each knife. "Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!"
"Y-yes, r-r-really..!" Songbird stuttered, her face getting redder by the second.
Masky cleared his throat. "I-I think I have a mission from Slender.. Uh, bye.." He walked out the door.
"Because, he's my partner in killing- along with Hoodie and Toby- and I wouldn't be a honorable person if I didn't help my partner." Songbird stated, keeping a straight face.
"Fuck!" Masky hissed painfully.
Songbird sighed and walked over to Masky, yanking out the knife. "There." She tossed the knife back to Angel. "Be more careful with those."