୭ 🧷 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚ ~ Its 1am, and youre on your notepad, drawing under your blanket with a flashlight, when you suddenly hear a gun cock. You lift the blanket off of you and look.

You see 4 masked men with guns, one of them has your favorite stuffed unicorn, sitting on a chair, with a gun pointed to its head. They all look at you, when suddenly the one with the gun to your unicorns head speaks; "Dont move, or the unicorn gets it." He glares at you, hes serious.