Ask her not to shoot the girl in your apartment.
From Create Your Own Story
"Can you please not do that in here?" You ask.
"Afraid of dirtying your carpet?" The girl asks, smirking. She turns back to you and points to the girl in the chair. "That girl bites you, claws you, pisses on you, anything to get her fluids mixed with yours, and you'll end up just like her. She ain't afraid of anything, and she ain't afraid of hurting herself to get out of those ropes. Don't be stupid."
"I just don't want her shot in here." You say again. "Please."
The woman sighs, shakes her head, then says "Fine," quietly. She goes over to the window at the fire escape, undoes the latch, and goes back over to the girl in the chair. With her boot, she kicks at the chair, scooting it towards the window. "You want to help me with this?"
"We're just going to throw her down the fire-escape?" You ask, a bit shocked.
"No, we can shoot her and be done with it right now," she says. Take your pick.
You go over and get down on your hands and knees, pushing at the legs of the chair to keep away from the snarling girl strapped to it. You keep your mouth shut tight and your eyes even tighter as you push, fearing even a single drop of blood. Finally, you feel the front of the chair hit the wall.
As you stand, your new friend pushes the back of the chair with the boot until it topples through the window and slams down on the fire-escape outside. Before you can say much else, she pushes again with her boot, pushing the chair and the girl over the side of the escape, cracking through the old rusty hand rails, until she falls two stories to the pavement below with a thud.
"Look at her," your friend says.
You peer out the window, and to your amazement, you see the woman, both arms broken and one leg twisted out of shape, begin crawling away from the shattered chair. "No pain, no fear. Just like I said." Then she shuts the window.
