It was raining. Hard. He sprinted through the rain, ignoring the weight of his dark brown hair. "Arg..." He mumbled. Why did it have to be today that it was raining? As Andrew pushed the doors to his apartment, he noticed something.
A dark figure was sitting in the chair placed in the corner of his small home. "Hello? Who's there, I can see you. Come out." Andrew called out. He turned on the light.
It was a man his age, maybe 17, with blond hair and glowing amber eyes.
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Andrew woke up tied to a chair. "Mphh!" He yelled, but he seemed to be gagged. His hands and legs were tied by thick rope, sealing his escape. "Darling, you're awake! I almost thought you had died. We wouldn't want that, would we?" The man from before stepped forward into his field of view. "Mhhh." Andrew tried (and failed) to make a growling noise. His kidnapper lowered the gag from his mouth down to his neck. "So, Andrew, you'll be living here for a while. I'm either downstairs or in the room next to yours, so just call my name if you need something." They instructed. "What even is your name? That's a pretty important part if I'm asking you things, idiot." Andrew spat.
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"You can call me, 'Mine.'"
Me: Hello, sorry this is very short, I was bored and had nothing else to do. Then I just got lazy. Thanks for reading this!
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