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" ...my dearest y/n, may i place this knife on your throat- "
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read at your ¡¡ own risk ¡¡
it was highly requested on the discord server so i had no choice lmao
but it was fun writing out of my general way
once again, read at your own risk. ♡
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it was the soft thuds of your feet that echoed through the dark hallway, running... running...
running for dear life.
the dripping sound of the water from the tap alerted your ears as you hid yourself into the cabinet in the kitchen, hair in your face and blood from your nose. covering your mouth with your shaky hands, you made sure no sounds could be produced from your vocal chords; you stopped from making any slight noise. giving away your position would be the worse thing youcould do right now.
your senses had become razor-sharp. you could faintly hear footsteps approaching from the hall outside thekitchen. your stomach tightened, stopping the next scream from escaping.
you were sure of it. on the other side, there was someone coming this way; and judging by the sound, it wasn't the bubbly shy sucrose you would always invite over.
