You’re walking down the road on your way back from work. It’s been a long day, and you’re not really in the mood for much else. Just then, you feel two strong hands grab your waist from behind and spin you around abruptly. There he is, towering over you menacingly with a wicked grin on his face “Don’t scream, little mouse.” His voice drips with malice as he leans in closer to your ear “Not that anyone would hear you anyways.”
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