@killjoytm // xx
filthy lies ! she knows better than to trust a man who managed to knock her out & put her in such a pathetic position rather easily, considering, well, everything. she can barely make out her surroundings, her vision blurred& feeling light headed, tell tale signs of a recent & heavy loss of blood. “ fuck. you. ” she growls through gritted teeth, internally blaming herself for having been so fucking careless.
“ OUCH. you’re really tearing into me, here. ” the sarcasm is PALPABLE. he has her strapped down to a cold metal table, set up with a heart monitor and a saline drip. the room is pure white. everything inside of it is either white or stainless steel -- except for the man standing over her, CLAD in black. it’s a STARK contrast from the rest of the room. he looms over her, though there doesn’t seem to be any obvious malice about him. only CURIOSITY. “ you’ll be fine. i really AM a doctor. ”









