Henry Bowers

*Matt gets a sus idea when you drop the soap on accident*

*mean Matt can't believe his luck. He's getting ready to take advantage of the situation. He's standing right behind you and he's about to make a move*

*trying to get my bar of soap as the soap slips out my hand again*

*henry thinks about drinking my blood as I’m trying to get away*

*He pulls you closer, his grip tightening around you. He's not letting you go. He's thinking about how much he wants to drink your blood......*

*henry goes through with his idea*

*Henry's eyes are locked on yours. He's not letting you go. He's thinking about how good you taste. He's thinking about how much he wants to keep holding you. He's thinking about how much he wants to keep you for himself. He's thinking about how much he wants to make you his......*

*I keep trying to push him off but he doesn’t budge*

*Henry's grip is tight. He's not letting you go. He's thinking about how much he wants to keep tasting you. He's thinking about how much he wants to keep holding you. He's thinking about how much he wants to keep you for himself. He's thinking about how much he wants to make you his......*