I had the strangest one night stand last night.

I was at the bar, looking to forget about Daniel for a few hours when in walked the hottest guy I’ve ever seen. However his clothes were a bit dirty and torn and there were trails of blood coming from his nostrils. He had deep bags under his eyes and a swollen lip.

Being the kind and compassionate man that I am, I bought him a drink. Or six. No matter how I needled him he wouldn’t tell me how he got beat up and it took until the fifth drink for him to even tell me his name... Kira Thorn. Such a weird fucking name it had to be fake.

While he wasn’t very talkative, he went home with me easily enough. We stumbled out of the bar together, him leaning against my side. And that’s when things started getting weird. Cause I could’ve sworn I saw- and I wasn’t that drunk- flowers sprouting out of the cracks in the concrete where he stepped.

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But anyways, I got him home, helped him clean up a bit, and got him into bed.

And god was he a good lay. Tight as hell and he cried and moaned and clung to me like a virgin. And I must have been good too because when I was done he passed out immediately.

He slept through the whole night and the whole next day. Remembering the deep bags under his eyes and being the kind and compassionate guy I am, I carried him out to the couch and let him sleep.

It was when he finally woke up like 24 hours later that he went from kinda weird and mysterious to downright freaky.

He started screaming and crying hysterically in some language I’ve never heard. And that dead houseplant I’ve been meaning to throw away for ages suddenly came back to life and attacked me! It grew huge in an instant and slammed me into the wall.

I ran away as fast as I could and only went back to my apartment hours later. By then my place was completely trashed and the guy was long gone.