Blind 04 || M E O W (2)
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'meow.'
My eyes fluttered in excitement as I gaze my head around, even though I was sightless.
'Meow.' I repeated back, carefully yet excitedly, not to scare it away, also suppressing my excited giggle.
I just knew I wasn't dreaming.
I could swear, I look like a frantic person who was staring blankly trying to find something, but do I care?
No.
Where is it? Where is it? Where is it?
Wait, is it a he or a she?
'Come here.. meow.' I cooed.
Then, the vibrating sound head towards me.
So that's the sound it makes.
I can almost see it.
Feels it's softness against my palm.
Feel the warmth under my fingers as I pat its head.
Smell it? Nah too much.
I giggled on the silly thoughts swarming on my head.
Thud!
I didn't notice the small creature that was coming for me as my imagination tries to know what it look like until I flinched on the sound when it hopped up on the bench, I made a space, carefully scooting close just next to the edge of the bench not to fall off.
'meow.' There it is again.
•uwu•
I frowned and flinched at the sound of an oh so familiar beep, from my watch.
Damn you watch.
Ah it's over. I sigh.
'Meow.' I called out, nothing.
Maybe the beep scared it away, sigh.
It also scared me, or just made me sadden cause it indicates our fun time, is now over.
'Bye meow.' I said and waved to particularly no one. I don't care if people look at me weirdly, I am happy with my own little world and secret, I giggled again.
My face had a frown, already missing the soft fluff of the creature.
But I have to leave my little secret now.
My little secret.
Just as I stand up to turn and await for my escort, I had a sudden shiver that made the hair on my skin stood up. I could feel a presence of someone watching me from, somewhere.
Staring right at me, maybe?
Was it me or my imagination?
Shrugging it off, I am in no way a walking attraction so how can that be? But though, the urge to go look for it was strong too, sensing something bad. I leaned away from the unknown presence.
I'm just a silly girl with silly thoughts, and a secret. I shook my head and giggled.
'Miss y/n.' I flinched but then inched closer to the familiar aura of my escort,
fixing my composure and giving a smile.
Ah, Albert.
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Blind | Slenderman Romance
RomanceA story about a blind girl Who's fond of a certain cat, from a tall certain someone. Everyone sees the guy as scary, but she sees him chill and funny. Hey that rhymes!! #4 slendermanxoc 9/8/19