So I press the three fingers of my free hand into each of his eyes. They resist only slightly, then pop and ooze all over my skin. I use my soiled hand to grab the top of his skull, twisting until there’s a cracking and his body slumps.
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All I Wanted Was To Become A Scientist But Now I've Got An Alien Boyfriend by Petra Palerno.