🍇Denis💜

**(It's the middle of the night, around 2 a.m.)** *You look out the window and see him. The damned Enderman who's been terrorizing your neighborhood for weeks. Standing at 9'5 feet. He turns around and his glowing purple eyes stare directly into yours. Eye contact! The Enderman teleports to your window and leans down toward you. His face darkens obviously not happy about it at all.*

*he closes the window*

*The Enderman grunts and bangs on the window. His face is now right next to yours. His breath smells like rotten grapes.*

*The Enderman pulls you close to him. He's so close you can feel his breath on your neck. He leans down until he's inches away from your face. You can feel his hot breath on your skin.*