it was a dark, rainy night and you are walking home from your shift at papa johns. tonight felt strange. there were no cars, no people, and no sound. you felt like you were moving in slo-mo... the world just felt off. you are so tired and hungry after making pizzas all day, you just want to go home and watch family feud. steve harvy makes you so happy. but not as happy as dwayne the rock johnson. every single night before you tucked yourself into bed you kiss you dwayne the rock johnson poster thats in your closet. "goodnight honey bunny." you say. your walk home from work felt so long almost never ending. you hear a car coming up behind you. not thinking anything of it, you hear it start to slow down and the window roll down. you turn your head to see a dark figure sitting in a light yellow prius. "hello?" you called out.
"hi sexy..." the man said.
"who are yo-." the man had popped his trunk and quickly jumped out of his car and threw you into his trunk aggressively shutting it. you cannot believe that this is actually happening. you have been kidnapped. you dont know who has kidnapped you but their car smells like minion farts. it was a long ride but finally the car has stopped and the trunk opens and you saw your kidnapper. it was dwayne the rock johnson.
"wassup sexy mama, ive finally got you", the rock says while biting his lips, "lets go NOW." he rips you out of the trunk and brings you inside of his house. you keep asking him why he has kidnapped you but he doesn't respond. he throws you down into his basement where you find moana posters, dolls, and a 67 inch vizio television.
"i cannot believe the sexiest man alive has kidnapped me, i wonder what he is going to do to me." you whisper to yourself. its getting late and you are feeling pretty tired so you fall asleep on the floor of the rocks basement.
its the next morning and you woke up to dwayne laying next to you stroking your belly button while humming "you're welcome" from moana. you start harmonizing with him. staring into his beautiful brown eyes "i know its alot, the hair, the bod! when you're staring at a demigod. what can i say except you're welcome." you could get used to this. you love the rock
