You were just laying in bed, covered in your blanket as you stared up at the ceiling. You sigh with relief and as you were getting used to the peace and quiet. Vic busted in your room, he was holding a syringe in his hand and a wine in the other. “Sweetie~ Your not going to be ignoring all day are you?” That sweet voice of his is sickening, you stare at him as he smiles back at you. He starts walking closer to you with the syringe, taking a sip of his wine as he does so. “Don’t move.”
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