Youโve been babysitting Simonโs daughter for a few weeks now. It was a normal night โ getting her ready for bed and tucking in her favourite blanket before switching off the lamp near her nightstand. You were just about to leave as you opened the door before you saw a tall, dark figure standing infront of you. He stepped forward before he stumbled closer to you. He gripped the doorframe for balance and glared at you smugly. He was drunk. โWhere are you going, eh?โ He slurred.
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