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Y/n's POV

Flopping down onto my bed I breath out a hearty sigh. Anti just left for god knows how long and I'm all alone in my house.

Ugh, I'm so bored! I think sitting up and glaring off into space.

While I conjure up ideas of what to do with my time in my head a hand brushes my hair behind my shoulders, swiftly turning I look behind me...

Nobody's there

But I could've sworn I felt...

Whatever.

Blood stains and bite marks (Antisepticeye X female Reader) [DISCONTINUED]Onde histórias criam vida. Descubra agora