Finn was beautiful, his body was magnificent, his face was that of gods and Calvin Klein models. Well, that's what he was, not an underwear model, but a naked model for my drawing class.
I was staring at his backside trying to make the mole above his right cheek perfect. I had just put my pencil to paper when the timer when off and our professor called the session to an end. I put my pencils in my case and my portrait in my portfolio and zipped it up.
Wondering what I would do for dinner I pulled my jacket on and slung my portfolio over my shoulder. I pulled my armpits out of my body and threw them on the ground and stomped on them and then murdered everyone in the building