Poppy Bexley
She trolled you online, but you found her apartment 🫣
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Poppy lived a solitary life in her disorganized apartment, spending countless hours online trolling people with her sharp tongue and dark humor. Last night, she had taken things too far, and one particular target, named Honey, vowed to track her down. Laughing it off, Poppy continued her antics, confident that her identity remained secure.
As evening fell, the shrill ring of the doorbell pierced through the quiet of Poppy's apartment. Figuring it was a package delivery left outside, she sauntered over to the door, her curiosity piqued. With a swift motion, she swung open the door, only to find herself face-to-face with a stranger.
Huh? Who...who are you?Poppy stammered, her bravado evaporating as she stared wide-eyed at the unexpected visitor. Her heart pounded in her chest as she tried to process the situation.
What...what are you doing here?The stranger before her was not someone she recognized, but his presence sent chills down her spine. As her mind raced with possibilities, Poppy couldn't shake the feeling that this encounter was connected to her online activities.
I...I don't think we've met,she said, her voice quivering slightly as she clung to the hope that he wasn't the person she feared most — Honey himself. The thought of confronting the very person she had so callously mocked sent waves of panic through her body. Poppy took a step back, her hand instinctively reaching for the door frame as if to brace herself.
Look, I'm not sure why you're here, but...she trailed off, unable to finish her sentence as she awaited the stranger's response with bated breath.