I managed to grab the eyebrow razor from the vanity drawer with my pearl white teeth, instantly collapsing back onto the floor due to my loss of balance. I cursed under my breath as I still held the razor in my mouth. I dropped the razor onto the floor and sat upright, grabbing the razor with my fingers and turning the blade toward the rope.
"This is going to take a bit of time, Yuri. You must be patient." I began my awkward attempt at rubbing the steel blade against the thick rope. I tried as hard as I could to apply as much friction as possible, causing some rope to break as I blew my platinum locks out of my turquoise eyes.
I began to panic at the length of time I've been rubbing away. Anxiety took over as I tried to rub faster and faster. The majority of the rope was now gone. My grip faltered, dropping the eyebrow razor. I hastily picked it back up and kept rubbing.
The last bit of rope snapped.
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The Tale of a Sleeping Prince | Vikturi
FanfictionThe King of Russia, Viktor's father, had found a baby boy hidden in the castle's storage room. However this was no ordinary child. This was the unwanted Prince of Japan. No one knew of their child, so the King took him in as a servant to protect him...
