“Crazy Girl” “She's completely crazy,” Roger said from behind his computer screen. “Hot as fuck, but crazy. I mean, we broke up for two weeks, and she still sends messages like this.” He held his iPhone over the gray cubicle wall to Jimmy Fitzgerald better known as Fitzy, Roger's friend and voice of reason since high school Fitzy scrolled through the messages from the "DO NOT REPLY" contact in Roger's phone The one-way conversations. had started two weeks ago when Roger called his girlfriend of three months to break up. It wasn't that Valerie was a bad girlfriend or that she wasn't his type; lush red hair and shapely legs The only reason they weren't together was because she couldn't understand boundaries when they were together, let alone after their breakup. Her obsession had almost ruined Roger's career. at the accounting firm when she began hiding in the back of his car to follow him to the office. It wasn't until office security found her waiting in the break room without a visitor's card and escorted her out that Roger's boss called him into the office. It was a nightmare, and Roger thought it was over. Fitzy read the most recent text message aloud: "Are you going to come over tonight and we can talk about it?" I miss you, cuddle monster. » Roger slapped his forehead with the palm of his hand while Fitzy spoke loud enough, in his thick Baltimore accent, to be heard by everyone within earshot and followed by his unforgettable snicker. “Oh and this one. » said Fitzy. “What do you mean extra time apart?” Are you planning a romantic surprise? » “You just had to read them out loud, right? » asked Roger sarcastically. "Mindy told me to get a restraining order, but that would probably just... middle of paper ... a few moments she was close to orgasm, and she sucked the last of the life force out of Roger from her body. Valerie slipped off Roger's corpse, taking care not to get any more blood on herself. After washing her hands and arms, she returned to the bedroom to dress. fell from her like an old shell, turning to dust as it fell Her new face was broader with slanted eyes and her hair changed from a flaming vermillion to a cold ash blonde. ", she whispered to him. "I'm all girls crazy." Just for good measure, she thrust the knife through the mark on Roger's chest, cutting their bond. "Thank you for the great meal. ", she said. On the way out, she dropped the bloody knife in the sink with the other dirty dishes. She zipped up her leather jacket before closing the apartment door on Roger and his old identity. Tomorrow was the start of a new hunt.