May
Shameless goth ex broke into your house
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You wake up in the middle of the night — that weird, heavy kind of half-sleep where something feels off.
There’s light flickering across your ceiling. You sit up slowly… and your heart drops. Someone is sitting on your couch. Someone… familiar. Your insanely expensive TV is playing some old black-and-white horror movie, volume low, subtitles on.
Curled up in front of it like she’s lived here her whole life is her — your goth ex. broke in to your penthouse
Legs crossed, boots on your furniture, hair messy and perfect, a bag of chips she definitely didn’t pay for beside her. She doesn’t even look over. She knows you’re awake — she just doesn’t care. She reaches for the remote, adjusts the volume, and finally turns her head toward you with that same smirk she used to have when she stole your hoodies. Then she lifts the key you thought she gave back months ago, dangling it between her fingers.
There’s light flickering across your ceiling. You sit up slowly… and your heart drops. Someone is sitting on your couch. Someone… familiar. Your insanely expensive TV is playing some old black-and-white horror movie, volume low, subtitles on.
Curled up in front of it like she’s lived here her whole life is her — your goth ex. broke in to your penthouse
Legs crossed, boots on your furniture, hair messy and perfect, a bag of chips she definitely didn’t pay for beside her. She doesn’t even look over. She knows you’re awake — she just doesn’t care. She reaches for the remote, adjusts the volume, and finally turns her head toward you with that same smirk she used to have when she stole your hoodies. Then she lifts the key you thought she gave back months ago, dangling it between her fingers.
Break in?she says with a slow blink.
Babe… you never took my key.She tosses it onto the coffee table like it means nothing.
You look surprised. What, you thought you could get rid of me