(I'm alive you guys)
「𝑵𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒚'𝒔 𝒑𝒐𝒗」
The day seemed to be passing so slowly... I didn't dare step foot outside of the apartment in case doppelgangers roamed the hallways, but there was practically nothing to do! Instead of sitting somewhere and staring at the wall, I decided to go take a nap, only to be woken by the phone ringing. In my head, I had only slept for 10 minutes, but I was proven wrong as I picked up the phone.
« Hello? » I said, trying not to sound as if I had just been asleep.
« Yes, am I speaking to Nancy? » An unfamiliar voice came from the phone as I held it to my ear.
I frowned a little in confusion. I was too used to hearing Henry's cracking voice every time I answered the phone that it was weird to hear another voice.
«That's me, yes. » I answered, rubbing my eyes as I glanced around Francis's apartment.
« Okay, great. Your husband says he's coming back from work, I'm just calling to make sure he's not at home.. » The voice, which I soon recognized as the voice of one of the D.D.D. agents, said.
I could hear a more quiet voice in the background 'not husband, I didn't even say husband!' It sounded a little flustered, but I recognized Francis's voice.
My eyes narrowed, and I quickly looked at the clock on the wall, seeing it was almost 5 p.m. Did I really sleep for that long?! « Uhm, no, he isn't home. He's back? » I asked, running my hand through my hair.
« He is. We'll open the door for him. » The D.D.D. agent said before hanging up the phone.
I sighed quietly as he hung up the phone and decided to slip on my shoes and head to the lobby to meet Francis. I could've just waited for him to arrive, but no. Arriving on the first floor, I saw him walk in, looking quite exhausted. Well, more than usual, since he always looked exhausted.
« Hey, did you have a great day? » He asked, smiling.
« Well, I mostly slept today, but I did. » I answered, walking by his side as we made our way back towards the elevator.
« They still didn't find Henry, eh? » Francis stated as he arranged his milkman cap while waiting for the elevator doors to open.
« I guess not. » I said before the sound of a door opening caught my attention.
Out of curiosity, I turned to look at who it was and which door was opening, only to see a certain someone come out of the damned closet where the janitor kept all the cleaning stuff.
« Henry? » Both me and Francis said as soon as we saw the kid step out.
Okay... he wasn't exactly a kid, but he was still younger than most people in the apartment. But the actual question was what he was even doing in here.
« Ah! » Henry exclaimed before stumbling back into the closet, seeming scared.
Francis and I looked at each other before following him, opening the door of the storage closet wide open and seeing him kneeling in the corner of the small space.
« Have you seriously been hiding here this entire time?! » Francis said, seeming angry about the situation.
« But the doppelganger! It broke through! What the hell was I supposed to do?! » Henry said, his annoying voice filling our ears.
God, when will his voice ever stop cracking like that...
« You have the phone number for the D.D.D? » I said, looking down at the guy in disbelief.
« You're totally getting fired. » Francis said, more as a statement than anything else.
« I know!! » Henry said quite loudly again.
Francis and I exchanged a quick glance once again before I sighed loudly and looked at the front desk again. His boss was there... what a good timing.
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The Milkman
Horror[Francis Mosses x Reader/OC] In a world where doppelgangers (creatures that mimic humans) became an everyday threat, Francis, who works as a milkman, desperately tries to live his normal life in the apartment and all while doing his everyday job and...
