Chockwits

"Now darling, we've been through this. There's no way you can defy your fate." A Cheshire grin spreads across an unnaturally bright golden haired man's face as he stares down at a girl who was on the floor, grasping her own throat in agonizing pain as if it were on fire. The man kneels down to her eye level and offers his wrist to her before dragging a blade across it, releasing a little bit of precious red liquid. She stared at it with hungry, desperate eyes. She needed it to stop the pain. She wanted it to stop. But she couldn't take it. She had to fight it. This man imprisoned her and tricked her which made her dependant on him for survi

"(__f/n__), can I come in? I need to come in! I gotta go to the bathroom!" "Hold it, Alfred! I'm taking a shower!" You hollered from inside the bathroom. Somehow, Alfred always seemed to catch you in the most awkward places, and today he just happened to find you in the only place you found peace. "But (__f/n__) ~, I gotta peeee…" He whined cutely, crossing his legs. You sighed from inside the bathroom, "Fine, the doors already open, but no looking!" Alfred barged through the door and looked your way, "Don't worry! I promise I won't—" "ALFRED! I SAID DON'T LOOK!" You threw a bar of soap at him, which he dodged like a boss. Awkw