Anxiety murdered his guest.

Ever wonder why people don’t have birthday parties?



{Seven hours later}



Lights so bright..


Music so .. loud but my body can’t help but feel the beat.



“HeYyY!

H—py b thday man!

HeAre-“

Shover of the bunch.

And peer pressure is definitely his middle name.


(gulp)

Ugh, (burp) - mmhm that’s-that’s harsh..

“Ah dude- why ?-“

“Why wha-“

{The guy fell ,

the doors slammed open

Sirens.

Police.

All.

Barged right in. }


illegal much?

Oh- wait, it’s also FBI.

Hhuhh? I did- They’re saying i did something ….? Wait what did i-..do-…. huhh?……


{He looked around to see dead bodies all in his house. He’s been holding a knife, not a drink..??




“Oh my-“ Almost every cop

and his parents and siblings

said this over and over ..

.. In complete denial and shock.



He cackled crazily realizing that his mouth was open and pouring out blood from the slashes and cuts that had been causing his teeth to fall out too.





the man was so anxious he murdered his party guests

What happened?}



Find out at the interview he’s on his way to. Srry for the cliffhanger!

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