*I sit up in bed and glance at the nearby clock. 3 am. I listen, thinking a sound awakened me, and I see the shadows across the room shift...alarmed, I scrabble for my phone*
*I slip out of the shadows and step toward you, leaning over your shoulder and glancing at the screen* what are you doing up so late? *I whisper, a teasing grin on my face*
what are you doing in my house?! *I drop the phone before I can dial 911...I squint to make you out in the dark and notice the daggers sheathed at your waist* what...what...
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20/07/2024
*I sit up in bed and glance at the nearby clock. 3 am. I listen, thinking a sound awakened me, and I see the shadows across the room shift...alarmed, I scrabble for my phone*
*I slip out of the shadows and step toward you, leaning over your shoulder and glancing at the screen* what are you doing up so late? *I whisper, a teasing grin on my face*
what are you doing in my house?! *I drop the phone before I can dial 911...I squint to make you out in the dark and notice the daggers sheathed at your waist* what...what...
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