THINGS YOU NEED TO KNOW:
F/C = Favourite color
F/A = Favourite animal
You sat hunched over your computer in one of the office rooms, surrounded by shelves stacked high with SCP reports and rows of laptops. The walls were paneled with dark wood, and a plush carpet cushioned your feet as you worked. Despite the cozy setting, you struggled to focus.
You were supposed to be writing a report on SCP-817, but loud conversations from nearby colleagues made it impossible to concentrate. A man's voice cut through the murmur:
"Do you know what caused the lockdown?" he asked, a couple of rows away.
"No clue," another man replied. "I heard someone accidentally hit the emergency button."
"Wow. Whoever did that must be either really clumsy or incredibly dumb. Maybe both," the first man quipped.
Their chatter grated on your nerves. Can't they just go to the staff room for this? you thought, glaring at the screen in front of you. Your frustration mounted until you remembered—earphones! You rummaged through your lab coat pockets and pulled out your F/C-colored earbuds. Plugging them into your computer, you opened the limited applications available on the Foundation's locked-down system: the SCP site, email, files, and, fortunately, Spotify.
You logged in:
USERNAME: N/N
PASSWORD: F/C.F/A
Once logged in, you searched for the song Electric Love by Børns and hit play. The music flowed through your ears, drowning out the office noise and helping you refocus. You glanced at the people around you one last time, hoping they'd quiet down, but their conversation continued. With a sigh, you closed your eyes and let the melody pull you in.
The song brought back memories—back when you were 18 and finally "moved" out of your dad's house. You'd played this song while you ran away, and ever since, it had been a reminder of freedom, of taking control.
You hummed along softly to the lyrics, losing yourself in the music:
𝘋𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘮𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯.
𝘚𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦, 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴.
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳.
𝘛𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘳.
𝘉𝘢𝘣𝘺, 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦.
𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘵.
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘬,
𝘉𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘤 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦.
Eventually, the report was done. Lunchtime arrived, and you made your way to the cafeteria, feeling lighter now that your work was finished. You jogged down the white corridors of the facility, the upbeat tune still echoing in your head.
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