olivia + morgan // @preysupon plotted starter
it was the middle of the night, olive hadn't expected the man she had picked as her target tonight to put up such a fight, he was some drunk that had made the grave mistake of catcalling her, but he had somehow managed to get more than a few hit's on her, luckily none of them were on her face, they would be simple to hide whenever she saw morgan next. this kill had been much less messy than they normal were, she had gotten a late amount of blood on her shirt and alittle on her pant's. she opened the door to the apartment.
last she had talked to morgan he was two state’s away working on a case, she assumed she would be safe to re-enter the apartment. she took of her jacket, she was glad she had worn a leather jacket, it would be moderately easy to get the blood off, so she simply threw the jacket on the kitchen counter, she would get to it later. olivia then made her way towards the bedroom, she flipped the switch on and she felt her heart drop as she saw morgan laying in the bed. “fuck…” she mumbled under her breath as she looked down at her clothes then to the male. she took off her shoes she wanted to make as little noise as possible, she set the combat boot’s by the door of the bedroom, she needed to clean those aswell. she then attempted to quietly make her way towards the bathroom.
