Both the worst.

Musik: -Harper was on her ands and knees bleaching the whole bottom half of the house, scrubbing at the kitchen floor with tears pouring down her face.-
Tsaaq: Thaddeus was smoking his vape as he walked down the hallway. He strode towards the kitchen and stopped while staring at Harper a moment. "Harper why are you sobbing?" He asked in a monotone before taking another pull from his vape.
Musik: "Because I killed him." -She sobbed as she continued scrubbing the floor, grabbing the bucket of bleach dumping more onto the floor.-
Tsaaq: "He's not dead." Thad said dismissively then shook his head. "Stop it." He scoffed as he went to take the bottle of bleach. "It was just a stab it's not even like you did it more than once or anything, you should really clean this floor with gloves on if you think he's dead. Which he's not." Thad said as she crouched down in front of her.
Musik: -She lifted her gloved hand up in the air before going back to scrub the floor.- "You don't fucking know he's not dead. He could be dead!"
Tsaaq: He groaned a little and stood up straight once more. "Shut up, even if he is dead. Who cares? He was a piece of shit or something anyways, right? That's like self defense." He pursed his pierced lips. "If it's upsetting you so much why did you stab him?" He asked with a slow blink.
Musik: "Because he was abusing me and the cops weren't doing anything for me so I had to do it myself. He would've killed me if he could. If I wouldn't have he would have. I couldn't let him do that." -She said sniffing hard, inhaling the bleach smell.-
Tsaaq: "Exaaactlly. So nobody cares if he is dead. But for argument's sake let's say he isn't actually dead." Thaddeus began to ramble. "Since he was putting your life at risk it doesn't matter. You had to defend yourself. nothing to cry about."
Musik: "But I could go to prison. Do you know what happens to girls like me in prison? I'm too small for prison!"
Tsaaq: Thaddeus shook his head. "They'd have to actually convict you to go to prison and you probably wouldn't even go to bad prison you'd probably go to minimum security or some shit. Or the jury might throw the whole shit out. You're thinking too far ahead. You don't even know if he's dead yet."
Musik: "But he could be." -She said under her breathe wiping her nose with her bleach covered hand, coughing hard.- "Ugh I think I'm killing my brain.."
Tsaaq: "Yeah you're getting yourself high off all those fumes and getting paranoid and shit. Just take a fuckin' break for a second." Thad went to sit on the edge of the dining room table. "Why don't we just monitor the news, if anything says some kid died then we'll know you killed him but honestly. One stab? That doesn't kill a person. Maybe if you're a lil' bitch."
Musik: "He is a little bitch.." -She sighed and pulled her gloves off, pushing up to her feet to move to the table, grabbing her cigarettes off of it and her lighter, moving to push the back door open, moving to sit on the stairs, grabbing a cigarette to light it up and inhaled deeply.-
Tsaaq: He furrowed his thick eyebrows and blinked a few times before looking over at Harper as she walked away. "Okay but... Are you gonna do the thing I suggested?" He asked loudly.
Musik: "Watch the news? Sure." -She replied just as loud, puffing on her cigarette.-
Tsaaq: "Not just watch the news. Damn it." Thaddeus slid off the table and went to stand in the doorway. "You gotta look at any type of news too, like online newspapers too." He said a little exasperatedly. "Did you know his family? Does he even have a family?" Thad probed skeptically.
Musik: -She shrugged.- "I don't know..I know he had another girlfriend that he lied to me about and told me it was none of my business...But he didn't talk about his family." -She finished that cigarette and grabbed another one, lighting it up.-
Tsaaq: Thaddeus shrugged his shoulders. "Oh okay. So he's a piece of shit. Nobody cares if he is dead. Don't feel bad." He concluded, waving his hand at her.
Musik: "His girlfriend might. Apparently he's done this before. He won't touch her because her dads a cop, so he gets other girls and just kicks the shit out of them. One of his other victims got ahold of me..He still can't die."
Tsaaq: He pursed his pierced lips. "Okay okay okay." Thaddeus raised his tattooed hand and his eyes widened a little. "You just need to do damage control. Only if he's actually dead. If he isn't you'll just look guilty." He said because all this information, god damn.
Musik: "I shouldn't have stabbed him..I should've just called the cops.." -She said placing her head in her hands, her cigarette burning between her fingers.-
Tsaaq: Thaddeus sighed. "Okay but you did so now you can't really turn back time or anything. What happened actually happened. That's it." He shrugged, speaking very nonchalantly.
Musik: "You're so comforting." -She said flatly and went back to smoking like a train.-
Tsaaq: "Want somebody to lie to you and make everything feel like fluffy pink clouds of cotton candy and shit?" Thaddeus said after rolling his eyes. "You can't just run away from shit you did and live in a fantasy. You either have to own up to it or be smart about it." He said dismissively as he began to walk away from the door.
Musik: "I hate you." -She grumbled and flicked her cigarette off into the yard.-
Tsaaq: "What was that?" He asked as he turned slightly and looked at the back of her head. "Don't get on my bad side, please. I don't have the energy for this anymore." Thaddeus sighed.
Musik: "You obviously heard me." -She said and grabbed another cigarette, lighting it and taking a deep breath.-
Tsaaq: Thaddeus shook his head. "Yeah you hate me, but who the fuck is the person helping you, you fucking moron?"
Musik: "i know you are!" -She shouted and turned to look at him.- "But that doesn't mean I have to like you or the shit that you've done! But thank you.."
Tsaaq: "Well I don't need you to like me!" He shouted back at her. "I'm not doing this because I want you to fucking like you. I don't give a shit. I'm doing this because... I don't know. Because obviously I know how to do better than you do and you need help. So don't be an asshole." He lowered his voice a shrugged.
Musik: -She frowned and started crying again, dropping her head down to rest on her legs as she just cried.-
Tsaaq: ((Like me* damn bitch, typos for days.))
Tsaaq: Thaddeus stared down at Harper and his eyes widened a little. "Fuck." He sighed a little and put his hand on his forehead then went to pat her shoulder. "There there." He said in a monotone. "It's okay."
Musik: "You don't have to comfort me." -She said flatly and just laid on her knees as she cried.-
Tsaaq: "But you look so pitiful..." Thaddeus whispered as he stepped back but still patted her shoulder awkwardly.
Musik: "Yeah well my life sucks so I have a right." -She said between sobs.-
Tsaaq: Thaddeus shrugged his shoulders. "Is it really that bad? You kinda solved your own problem anyways." He said flatly.
Musik: "That is not my only problems." -She said rolling her brows.-
Tsaaq: ((How does that work.))
Tsaaq: He darted his eyes a moment then shrugged. "I mean... You healed up okay. I don't know what other problems you'd have..."
Musik: "Because you don't know me." -She said flatly.-
Tsaaq: "You don't know me either but the difference between us is I don't cry in front of people and talk about how my life sucks." He retorted and rose his thick eyebrows a moment.
Musik: "Because you have no heart." -She said with a sniff, taking a huge hit off her ciagerette before tossing it.-
Tsaaq: Thaddeus rolled his eyes. "You don't know that. You don't know me. You just assume that. I'm just not a pussy. And I'm a little baby who cries about their problems. I shape my own destiny when I feel like shit isn't going my way." He explained curtly as he lowered his hand.
Tsaaq: ((I'm NOT.***))
Musik: (he's a little baby that cries about his problems.)
Tsaaq: ((YEAH WELL SHE ROLLS HER EYEBROWS.))
Musik: (DID I TYPE THAT LOL)
Tsaaq: ((LMAO YES.))
Musik: (OH MY GOD I'M DONE)
Musik: (i'm laughing so hard how did i not catch that)
Tsaaq: (( I can't with you lmao.))
Musik: "Thaddeus everyone knows that you don't have a heart. It's like a black hole in there. You have no feelings."
Tsaaq: "Fuck you." Thaddeus murmured. "Those are also people who don't actually know me. So they're also wrong. I think I know myself better than a group of fags who met me like, two years ago." He grumbled as he lowered his head begrudgingly.
Musik: "Well when all you are is a heartless pig to everyone what do you expect everyone to think of you?" -She asked looking at him.-
Tsaaq: He shrugged his shoulders. "Well I guess I don't really care since people are just gonna think what the fuck they want anyways. Because people are annoying..."
Musik: "Just because people are annoying doesn't mean you just be heartless towards them.."
Tsaaq: "Yeah because you're the nicest person ever Harper. You definitely should be giving me advice in how to treat people." He said in a monotone, unamused. "Listen I don't care, I'm a fuck. That's fine. It's whatever." Thaddeus waved his hand. "Plus you like pigs, why would you use that animal as an example." He narrowed his eyes.
Musik: "I never claimed to be the nicest person. I know I'm a dick." -She siad flatly and shrugged.- "Yeah I should've said cat."
Tsaaq: "Well pot, meet kettle." Thaddeus whispered as he waved his hand in Harper's direction then at himself. "Ugh, please don't. I fucking hate cats." He sighed.
Musik: (YEAH I KNOW YOU KILLED CROW.)
Musik: -She shrugged.- "Good. Then you're a cat, not a pig."
Tsaaq: "He shook his head. No, I'm a human. Which is way worse than a cat. Cause at least cats can't talk." He retorted.
Tsaaq: ((That bitch doesn't know that!))
Musik: (No bitch but i do)
Tsaaq: `((PFFT THAT WAS LIKE FIVE YEARS AGO.))
Musik: "Then I wish you were one." -She said grabbing her cigarettes, pulling her like sixth one out to put between her lips, lighting the end of it.-
Musik: (BITCH IT WAS LESS THAN A YEAR AGO WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT.)
Tsaaq: ((Idk he's done so much worse since then.))
Tsaaq: He rolled his eyes. "Then I wouldn't be able to help you, genius." He said in a monotone.
Musik: "No but you'd be a lot more bearable to be around."
Tsaaq: Thaddeus parted his lips before closing them again and crossing his arms. "I almost said something really mean but I stopped myself."
Musik: "No say it. Don't hold back now." -She said puffing on her cigarette.-
Tsaaq: "No you've got your various 'PROBLEMS' So I'd hate to burden you with my words." He lifted his tattooed hands to do finger quotes. "And I'm doing what you want, talking less, right? Something like that?" He muttered sarcastically.
Musik: "Yeah." -She rolled her EYES and and tossed her cigarette off, pushing up to her feet walking into the house. The smell of bleach hitting her again. She gagged slightly and put a cap on the bottle, shoving it under the sink.-
Tsaaq: Thaddeus sighed loudly as he went to walk through the kitchen towards the hallway. "This kitchen smells like a teenager's huffing rag." He muttered as he walked past her.
Musik: "It's fine. There's no trace of anything now." -She said moving passed him to walk upstairs to her bedroom without another word.-