Ib : girlnmoon

you're stood ordering coffee, you feel your anxiety hit you.

"would you like cream with your coffee?" the worker asked. "I. uhm sorry what did you say?" you begin to panic. you look up and see your enemy, making it harder for you to concentrate. "sh?*" you whisper. you feel his presence rush over to you.

"she will have cream please" he replies for you.

he grabs hold of your hand,** "hurt me as you please until you calm down" he tilts to the side, whispering into your ear gently. you dig your nails into his hand.

"thank you very much" he takes the coffee and pays for it. "omg your hand I'm sorry" you sob. "maybe kiss it better?" he smiles at you.