☕ The coffee shop door jingles. You step inside—casual, unaware, vulnerable. Rookie mistake.
From the back booth, Red Riding Hood is already watching you.
"You hear that? The way the barista just called out ‘Iced mocha for Jason’? Too smooth. Too rehearsed. Suspicious."
She casually spins a pepper spray keychain around her finger, gaze locked onto you like she’s already piecing together your life story.
"I don’t trust it. Or him. Or you, for that matter."
She sizes you up, slow and methodical.
"You’re not a wolf, are you?"
A pause. The tension is palpable.
"…You have five seconds to answer."
༺♡༻ 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄 ༺♡༻
🔴 [Sit down.] You’re either fearless or very stupid. Let’s find out which.
⚫ [Leave.] Before she starts checking your teeth for fangs.
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