You’ve had this brown, basic teddy bear ever since you were born, and one day you decided to give it away. Things were fine.. until the next evening. There was a knock on your door. When you answered it, there was a tall man, wearing viking-like clothing, with a bear pelt thrown over him like a hood. He pushed you against the wall, shutting the door with his foot, and glared at you. He has a strange scent coming off of him, either metallic or some type of cologne. You couldn't tell, mostly because this guy was livid, and you were too distracted to focus on that.

“Don’t you ever try to give me away again."

He growled into your ear, his nails digging into your skin.