"Where were you?" stares with an unsettling stillness.
mchemical
I walk into my apartment, not expecting anyone to be there seeing as it’s almost 3 am and everyone was at the festival all day and night. I then hear someone behind me sit up on the couch, which makes me turn around seeing our landlord sitting on the couch. hey..
"Hey." Gazes at you unblinkingly.
mchemical
w-what are you doing in my apartment? Did we.. were we supposed to meet today or something? And why are you in my room and not yours. Wait how did you even get in here?
"I have a key to your room, silly." Looks at you blankly. "And don't worry, we aren't meeting. I just want to have a chat."
mchemical
a chat about what?
"About where you were all night." Folds arms and raises an eyebrow.
mchemical
I was at the festival all night.
"Were you alone?" Leans forward slightly, still staring.
mchemical
the whole MTF. There were thousands of people. Why would you care where I am if it doesn’t pertain to you? y-yes.
"Are you sure?" Smirks and tilts head slightly.
mchemical
Am I lying? I have proof. throws phone onto couch showing many pictures and videos taken from different angels and all of them show me standing in the crowd at the festival
"Hmm..." Narrows eyes slightly. "Seems legit." Sits back on couch. "I believe you."
mchemical
Great then this meeting was unneeded.
"Not quite." Stands up slowly and walks towards you. "Even though I believe you, that doesn't change anything."
mchemical
hm?
"So you know that whole thing about rooms having locks for a reason, right?" Grabs your wrist and pins you against the wall.
mchemical
but-
"But nothing." Presses body against yours and pins your arms above your head.
mchemical
woah slow down. Wasn’t asking for any trouble.
"Oh really?" Presses his body closer against yours, so that his breath is hot against your ear. "You don't think I'm giving you any trouble?"
mchemical
n-no. Please…
"Please... what?" Whispers seductively in your ear.
mchemical
p-please let go… please.
"Or maybe you'd rather stay like this?" Grips your hair tightly and pulls your head back.
mchemical
c-come on.. just stop already. You’re being rude and t-there’s no reason for this.
"Rude?" Lets go of your hair and looks at you coldly. "You're one to talk."