♥ 𝓢𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮 𝓞𝓬𝓬𝓾𝓻𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓼 ♥ - Gregory x Fem!Reader

{_': That's a Little Strange :'_}

~~Chapter 30~~

Previously

"The one he used to use."

"Y/n... Can I-"

"̴̢̫̰̹̞̺̞̠̖̖̺͖̦͚̗̘̱̰̣̓͛̐̔͛́͗͑͋̐̄̎͆̐̕͘̕Ḩ̷̨̧̨̡̭̭̲̪̮͇̠̬͉͕͉̘̣̤̭̹͚̑͊̀̕ͅ_̴̨̲̤̠̙̯̺͉̲̿͗̓̄͑͒̓̎̑̾̍̒̈̀̈̾̈́̏͌̑̓̾̓͘̕͜͝͝͠͠ͅẺ̷̙͔̝̥̜̞̻̯̹̮̬͉̼͚̓̈́̓͝ ̶͎̠̩̲̙̥̺̻̩̲̗̩̻̪̭͉͎̣̙̙͓͖̖̙͐̇̿͊̓̈̿͂̌͌̀̊̾̉̍͛͊͂͒̉̎͌͋͂̑̒͝ͅ1̵̧̨̧͚̺̖͇̮͙̤͚̬̗͈̖͕̜̞̾͊̐̿̈́͆̈́̂̇̎́͛͑̅̄̄͌̈́͆̌̏̿̅̕͜͝͝ͅL̸̨̡̩̞̠̠̥̜̭͉̱̬̯̭̝̟̩͎̳̺͓̥̥̳̳̩͐̔͂́͂͌̚͜ͅ0̴̥̖̝̥̹̝̰͇͔̰̇̅̓̍͐͆̓̃͊͂͌̀̑̄̃̾̈́̅̄̄̐̐̊͠͝͝͝͝͝ͅ ̷̡̢̧̘̫̱̣̘̼̳͕̰̯͎̻͉͓̘̈͗͌̕ͅĢ̷̢͕̖̱̬̖͙̯̟͉̱̙̼͎̲̺͇͍̼̹͎̝̲͔̋̊̈͒͜͜_̵̘̥̆̈́¥̷̢̨͔̮͚̭̠̩͊́̋͗̓̆̀̀͒͝"̶̛̫͎̭͔̣̍̈́͛͊͆͊̇̀̀̍̏̏͗̄̔͊̍͋̅͆̂͗͗͝͝

"Hey, I'll be back."

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Y/n's POV

I hum in response to Gregory as he slips out of the office. Vanessa's fingers hit the keyboard with some loud clicks and clacks. To be fair, I wasn't paying full attention when he did leave the room. My eyes were focused on what Vanessa was in the middle of writing. Nothing else, really.

Shortly, however, I realized Gregory was still missing. I'm pretty sure it's been like, ten minutes? I'm not sure. It could've been longer, could've been shorter. But I'm concerned. This place we're in isn't huge, so he wouldn't have gotten lost or anything... I think? I hope...

I glance from around the room to Vanessa and the things she was typing. I watch her press enter, then a file pops up. It's another code. She groans and runs a hand through her hair before continuing to type.

"Hey Ness, I'm gonna go search for Greg." I speak up after about five minutes. Vanessa nods her head. I turn to walk out of the office. The lights flicker as I walk down the old and dusty halls. I observe the area, the tiled floor sticking up and some tiles were removed from the floor, some plants were even growing from under them. There were vines growing up the walls, and the place was super dusty.

Tables were flipped over, chairs were thrown around, and the stage looks as if you step on it, it'd fall in. I explore around the place, then move the purple curtain, even if it was already ripped and dirty. He wasn't in there. I hum and move to another door and open it, looking around the room. Boy is this place dusty...

I move around the room. No Gregory. I exit the dark room and to the bathrooms. No one in there, either. I furrow my eyebrows. Where could he be? Ugh, I swear, if he's getting-- a loud clank echoes through the room causing me to jump and spin around. I see Gregory, who seems to have been sneaking around under my nose this whole time. I need to practice my observation skills.

"Where have you been?" I ask, placing a hand on my hip as I walk over to him.
He looks at me in silence for a few moments before moving his hand to the back of his head, his expression and demeanor turning sheepish. "Sorry, I was just exploring. I didn't want to sit in that dusty old office forever, you know?"