(First time writing it would mean alot of you could read, also I'm dyslexic so beware lol 💖, also I'ma probably be writing this untill spooky month dies out)
(before I write this dogshit, I want to thank you guys so much- I normally scroll for ten minutes to find my work on the padge- today it was two-
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Thank you all so much)
My Darlin was waiting, but I wasn't a complete monster ya see? I mean yes I did just go Kill someone but I got some southern hospitality ye see? I had to atleast dry off y'know? No one wants a soggy bedmate (is that the right term? Idk my lingo is screwed from re-traumatized myself with this book- I still love bobby boy though) I dried off and then got into bed
Third personish:
Bob sighed, and he laid his head back against the head board. His eyes slowly closed, and his body slowly relaxed. It was... it was too comfortable He should focus on sleeping right now. It would be a hard day's huntin tomorrow.. and he wanted to prepare somthin extra special for his lover.. he wasn't all that cruel not a bit right? He had alot Todo and still had to sort out those darn records of "missing people who ate at your restaurant before they went missing" stupid forms, stupid stupid stupid, bob hated having to fill those forms out, it wasn't his fault he needed to kill to eat he couldn't buy human at the store, it was still illegal, and very out of sight out of mind, they couldn't arrest you unless you were actively eating a human corpse so really you could get away with eating Human burgers, in public you could and would get away with most crimes. As there was still only two cops that were lazy bags of shit most of the time, if you were lucky, maybe they would shoot someone from time to time, still utterly Bull shit of cops, but you payed no mind, rent was cheap, groceries were cheap, gas was well you didn't need it you didn't drive, so it wasn't bad, your job was passable, not necessary great but not utterly terrible either, you made it work it was a little harder with a cannibal. Who litterly was a slob- carlessly leaving little bits of skin and blood in the kitchen under the cutting boards, he was so utterly clueless to heath safety yet it ran a business, somehow these were things you thought about as you layed with your eyes closed trying to sleep, it was hard so many things filling your head you soon heard and felt the other side of the bed drop down with something or someone's immense weight, before it shifted closer to you causing you to roll inward you didn't know if that was intentional or not but you didn't do anything you were pretty exausted. The shower was nice but the comment after was a little well interesting and you couldn't shake that thought but it was fine. It was just a playful thing.
(Again really really short chapter- maybe I'll continue this? Probably????? Idk, I'm now moving across my province but I'll try bbgs)
