continued from [x] - @shenaive
Had he somehow arrived in the deepest pits of Hell without even knowing it? Surely that couldn’t be right; Hell was supposed to be a place of enjoyable torture and suffering that was said to last an eternity. This? No, this was something else entirely. There was no twisted pleasure here, no excruciating euphoria that could send him to the highest of highs...!
This scenario he was faced with was a page taken directly from a delightful, glittery, fairy tale book. Visibly shuddering at everything his gaze lands on, Gomez’s eyes dart to the smiling blonde. She really found joy in such a situation? She must be pulling his leg!
“What do I hate?” A blue songbird perches on the nearby teapot and he nearly flinches. “I hate all of it.” It was too much. Overwhelmingly so. He’s already up and out of the seat before she can finish the sentence. “Yes! Let’s move away from here! Far away.” He could think of something else to do while they escaped this Disney-fied nightmare!
