#c;mike

[oftheatrics]

Closed for @empathiie Mike

Glamrock Chica was closing up the shop for the day and heading to band practice. But something made Glam stop in her tracks. It was if her instincts were telling her to run. She turned around slowly and saw the man. She didn't know Mike per say but something about him felt off. Glam took out her switchblade and looked at Mike suspiciously.

"Why are you here?"

[goddessofthefabrays]

[Private] Rumor has it you've returned to grace everyone with your presence. How are you?

PM: Not much different than when I left, to be quite honest. I tried to figure out where they were keeping her…tried to get her back, failed, then spent the rest of my time crying.

I’m pathetic. Hung up over a slave I will never get back.

[goddessofthefabrays]

Private: Hey. I know you're upset but if you want someone to talk to I'm here. I'm sorry.

Private: It’s been 3 days since they took her and you’re messaging me now?

[goddessofthefabrays]

PM: Hello Goddess; may I ask what kind of flowers you like?

PM: Magnolias.

And tigerlilies.

[goddessofthefabrays]

PM: Hello Goddess. I have some toys that your girl might enjoy.

PM: Cleaning out her playroom, I take it?