3″i watch from the doorframe, leaning against it, twriling one of my throwing knives in my hand as i wait for you to wake up. when i see your eyelids flutter open, the drowsiness evident in your slow movements, i approach you, crouching down in front of the chair you're tied to, smiling wickedly, chuckling mhhmm... ... You're finally awake...
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