This is for the Jori Week prompt thingies. Prompt is Scissors. I'm late and all but yeah. Enjoy!

You love scissors.

No, not because you wear dark colors and long sleeves to hide a hidden secret.
No, not because you hope to one day re-enact the Scissoring. (well, maybe.)

You love scissors because they're meant to do one thing and one thing only: cut.

They do what they're supposed to do and never let you down. In a sick, twisted way, scissors are the only things you have. Everyone comes and goes, never sticking around long enough to seriously get to know you. Scissors, though, would never leave.

They may rust or get stuck and refuse to cut, but there's an amazing thing called a store where they never run out.

Until a substitute came along.

You love Tori.

No, not because you secretly dream of killing her.
No, not because you want to make your own version of a different type of Scissoring with her. (well, maybe.)

You love Tori because although she's not perfect, she's done the one thing no one else has ever done: she stayed.

In a way, she reminds you of your precious scissors. She's here to do one thing and one thing only: love you. In a gushy, romantic way, Tori is the only thing you have. She came, but never left and she finally got to know you. Some days you feel sad and lonely, unloved even.

But there's this amazing person called Tori where love never runs out.

So I know I'm late and this is probably bad but hey. I'll hopefully have the "Coffee" prompt up later today. Thanks for reading!