You were being held captive. you didn't know how long.

Everyday He would walk in with his dumb purple security uniform, raggedy purplish brown hair, and those piercing blue eyes.

But oh.. his voice, deep, sultry, and the British accent.. it was so... convincing.

He has just walked into the dimly lit room, something small in his hand. A lollipop. He unwrapped it, the blue raspberry candy being gently shoved into your mouth. You looked a mess. He just smirked.