In the real world you're free.. But once you have to enter HIS world you never come out again..
In his world you're pretty much a slave. You're forced to do anything he wants you to do.
Exept.. For me. I entered that world an hour after Sebastian...
he took me to his gallery. apperantly he loved gory "art" not that i hate it, but still.. am i supposed to feel uncomfortable? am i supposed to run away, be scared? what am i supposed to do? I couldn't think of anything so i said nothing. He looked like he expected me to say something, but i couldn't think of any thing to say. He sighed and decided to break the deadly silence. "What do you think of my works, cara?" He asked, eager to know. "i uhhhh..." i stuttered. Dang i hate it when i stutter. It always gives people bad ideas.. i decided to just make a joke of it, while still trying to stay on his good side (let me tell you, in this story you're having a hard time staying on his good side 😉). "It's uhhh, so beautiful i can't find any words for it. I think i should go look for them" i tried giving a smile. But that was hard concidering the awful smell that hang around there. He showed me the room i'd be staying in; a nice cozy room with a nice sight on the city ahead of Union. "Noice.." i mumbled, plopping on the bed, tired of all of the activities of that day. (Room down there 👇)
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