[ @daddy-devilish ]
That obnoxious little Boyfriend hadn’t been around as much the last, say, week and a half, but sometimes that was normal. A moment of peace, a break, if you will.
Of course, one ink-covered doppelganger knew exactly where that blue boy had fucked off to. But nobody else did. Bored, seeking trouble out, seeking energies out, it makes perfect sense that ‘The Boyfriend’ ventured into a place he was rarely allowed to go, and never allowed to go without his Girlfriend bodyguarding him.
The Dearest Residence.
Yet, there were no footsteps, a somewhat demonic presence that did not relate to the family itself was getting closer and closer to wherever our poor victim of beeping and booping was.
“Ope!” A noise of surprise left that odd shadowy Boyfriend-copycat.
“I was told you wouldn’t be home! What gives, Dad?”
