I'm to tired for this, I will fix it later. It was 6 am when I started writing
Noah forces me inside and handcuffs me to the table. The first floor was black and barely any light.
Me: "What the fuck dude. Let me go, you sick son of bitch!"
Noah: "You aren't going anywhere anytime soon, so make yourself at home"
Me: "my home looks nothing like this. Let me go!"
6 masked man walk up and uncuff me. They pick me up and let me sit on the chair.
Me: "You could have gotten better chairs, poor bitches"
The leader of this "cult" introduced himself as Ryan.
Ryan: " looks like we got a fighter" he grabs my cheek, I push him away
Me: "Get your dirty hands off me you scum bag."
Ryan grabs me by the neck, "If you disrespect me one more time you won't even be here anymore."
Me: "I didn't even want to be here anyways"
Noah: "she's been like this the whole time, can someone please just take her away?"
Ryan cuffs me once again and leaves me with an apple and some chips.
Me: "Really an apple and chips? Y'all are broke as fuck." Why did they need me here, and why was that the quickest greeting ever?
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Anonymous: the hacker that's on our side
RomanceSmut Swearing I mean no hate to anyone, this is just a joke For all my horny bastard this is about the tall ass dude at the protests and anonymous c: This story has ended and won't be continued.
