// ok I need to stop procrastinating on requests 🐸, they'll all be comin up next—
also I could not figure out how to write nervous Gura here, so here's some protective shark instead
| Can I request something for Gura? Either nervous gura trying to confess to the reader or smth similar to Calli's chapter. |
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"Hey, Same-chan,"
Gura looked over to you, placing her switch down on the table.
You snickered, not expecting her to actually pay mind to you after bothering her for a whole hour.
She had been practicing playing Smash Bros on the Switch, claiming that she had to train to beat Ame and Ina. Of course, this didn't stop you from bothering the small shark the whole entire time.
She had ignored you multiple times, so when she suddenly turned to you, you had to admit, you got a little nervous.
"Ah, sorry, go back to playing your game, I was playing around," you replied, idly swinging your feet.
You looked around the cafe, which was still mostly empty. You were supposed to be meeting with everybody, but you and Gura had accidentally gotten there too early, believe it or not.
Finishing your drink of coffee, you frowned, as some of it had gotten onto your hand and had already begun to stick.
"I'll be back, I'm going to the restroom," you quickly said, leaving Gura to play her game.
"Okie-dokie, capt'n" Gura replied, her eyes still glued to the screen.
As you made your way towards the restroom, you couldn't help but notice a strange man following you from the corner of your eyes. You anxiously continued your path, finally making it to the bathroom sink, where, again the man was still following you.
At this point you felt super uncomfortable and vulnerable, the man could attack you at any time now. He was fairly tall, probably around six and a half feet, and seemed to be muscular.
You hurriedly washed your hands free from the coffee, trying to act as natural as you could. As you were drying your hands, you suddenly felt a pair of arms around your neck.
Oh fuck.
You knew this would happen— you should have just sat back down when you noticed him. Now you were all alone in the bathroom with him and nobody else.
You said nothing as he slowly dragged you away from the entry way, making sure he had a good grip on your neck.
"Let me go," you whispered, desperate to get out of this situation.
