Love or food (Hannibal x reader)

Nightmare's

I walk through the hallway, opening... or at least trying to open each door in the hallway quickly. there's someone following me, I don't know who... But he's aiming to kill. How do I know? do you ask? 

I hear a "Bang" of a gun and quickly dodge and open a finally unlocked door as I slam my back into It and sigh

That's how.

I quickly grab a chair from a round table surrounded by 3 other chairs and place it under the handle of the door, then I grab another chair and hold it in a throwing position, hiding in the corner of the room and waiting for my attacker to barge in.

I hear one shot. The door handle is gone, and the door is kicked open. I wait a moment as he is busy looking foreword and charge, throwing the chair at him, and at that moment he puts the gun between my eyes.

-BEEEP BLUURP BEEEP BLUURP-

6:03 AM

I sit up slowly and breathe deeply.

Still the same dream with the same outcome.

I sigh and grab my phone to turn off my alarm and get ready for work. Which is at a small Dollar store called " Jimmys Fast and Free" which is dumb because the lines are super long because there's one cashier half the time and also because nothing is close to being free.

But, I get paid and get some discounts.

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I've been here for six hours and I feel dead inside. Its been a boringly slow and painful morning with rush hour coming in full effect.

It's after the rush hour now and I'm staring at the wall trying to keep myself from looking at the clock behind me when I hear the bell on the door ring, signaling a customer.

I look over at the door with an automatic smile and greet the customer, who then looks over at me and just-

Stares.

Creepy...

I swiftly look back over at the wall so as to break eye contact.

I must have lost track of time because I hear someone clearing their throat in front of me.

Startled I look up at the person and then down at the items on the counter.

" I am so sorry I must have zoned out" I apologize profusely as I scan the person's items

" Don't I know you"? he asks chuckling

As soon as I hear his voice I remember that he does, in fact, know me.