The Once-ler sat on the floor staring blankly across the room as he had been doing for the past 46 days. Forty six since the factory closed, and fifty three since the last tree had fallen. And in all that time, he had left his office six times. Which reminded him, he was in desperate need of a shower again. Not to mention the last time he had eaten was... well he couldn't remember.
He heard voices down the hall. The Once-ler began to sob. He knew who the voices were. The voices were the same person, arguing with each other, his angel and devil. They pushed open the door, still arguing.
The Once-ler took them in. They were copies of himse
The Once-ler sat on the floor staring blankly across the room as he had been doing for the past 46 days. Forty six since the factory closed, and fifty three since the last tree had fallen. And in all that time, he had left his office six times. Which reminded him, he was in desperate need of a shower again. Not to mention the last time he had eaten was... well he couldn't remember.
He heard voices down the hall. The Once-ler began to sob. He knew who the voices were. The voices were the same person, arguing with each other, his angel and devil. They pushed open the door, still arguing.
The Once-ler took them in. They were copies of himse
Movie Night (ScarecrowXReader) by SilentTimeKitty, literature
Literature
Movie Night (ScarecrowXReader)
Your not sure which part of you thought this was a good idea, Hell, your pretty sure this may be one of the stupidest things you've gotten yourself into.
You were Watching a Horror Movie with a Well known criminal whom's M.O just so happens to be the psychology of fear.
So It was to be understood as to why you were beginning to regret your decision.
That's not to say that you and the good Doctor weren't on good terms, your not quite sure how you got to the point of befriending him, but in all you seemed to get along oddly well, maybe even too well?
Oh Yes, the Doctor was certainly and interesting guy, But at the rate this movie was beginn
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It has been two weeks, and to say visiting his past self was a good thing may or may not have been a lie. Like he had told the other him, no mere hussy could give him satisfaction. Not that he really ever gave said 'hussies' a chance, but that's only because he knew the eventual outcome. That's where he started to question himself.
Did he really know they would do nothing pleasure wise? Or did he purposely make himself think so? The Once-ler sat in his large velvet chair, slouched down, staring (honestly it was more like glaring) at the seed he brought home with him, the reminder. He kept pondering over these thought