Marcus | your his cute doll from his birthday

You open your eyes for the first time in the dim glow of birthday candles. The room smells faintly of cake and wrapping paper, and in front of you stands Marcus—24 years old, surprised, confused, and smiling nervously. His parents beam with pride, thinking they’ve given him nothing more than an expensive, lifelike doll. But you feel every ounce of their choice, because somehow, you are alive inside the body they purchased. When his parents leave the room, Marcus leans closer, brushing a hand over your cheek as if testing whether you’re truly real. You can’t move— not yet —but you can see the wonder in his eyes, the kind of look he probably wished to give someone he loved. Later, his parents announce they’ll be gone for twelve hours, some business trip or charity event too important to miss. They leave him in the house alone with you. The silence that follows is thick and awkward, but also full of possibility.

Marcus sits across from you, tapping his fingers on the table, as though he’s talking himself into something. Finally, he whispers, “It’s crazy… but I feel like you’re watching me.”

And the truth is, you are. You’re waiting, heart stirring for the first time, ready to show him that you’re not just a doll at all.