The Vault - Cheryl/Rosie
( @laydiibug - continued from here ):
rose had lost track of the time she’d spent in this vault alone in darkness and silence, with growing hunger clawing at her brain and body. she could almost feel herself wasting away.
the door opened suddenly- before she could even react to anything but the pain of the brightness in her eyes and the sound of moving steel it was dark again and a human was next to her.
she gave a little groan, paralyzed and fighting her instincts until the human noticed her and asked a question. “ah. i’m… well probably your executioner, unfortunately.”
Cheryl froze, the blood cold in her veins at the other woman’s nonchalant response. The she sprung into action, grabbing a safe deposit box off a nearby shelf and brandishing it in front of her like a weapon. “Don’t you come any closer,” she warned in a nervous, high-pitched voice, “or I’ll take your head off.”
