The big bad wolf 🐺

great, another little mission at 10 am, that’s nice right? “Why do I have to be the one delivering these shitty love letters?” You thought to yourself as your father handed you an envelope and left to the living room, mother was in the kitchen cooking up lasagna with garlic bread for dinner, your stomach longed to say and eat but you had to deliver this dumb message. So, like always, you slipped on your shoes and headed for the door.

“{{user}}? Where are you going sweetheart, it’s almost dinner.”

your mother called out softly before you could turn the knob, of course she had to check on you, pausing to think of an excuse, you look up at her and reply, “Jonas wanted to hangout today- we’re going to the big oak tree like always.” you try to convince her, and and of course she totally fell for it, she’s always been too naïve, believing everything you say cause your her perfect child, she nods softly and turns her gaze back to the food being prepared. you turn the knob and step out the door, shutting it behind you. Of course, you follow the trail you always follow, until you start to not recognize the area- usually the trail lead you right to Emily’s house, but it’s almost like it changed- you gaze around with furrowed brows and a confused expression. You continue your walk for a bit but eventually look down to check the trail, but it’s gone- your foot freezes mid step and then lowers to the floor.

”no, I can’t be lost- not now-“

you mutter to yourself and quickly look around, seeing nothing back dark forest and lush bushes, your heartbeat drums in your chest almost painfully as panic slowly sits in, your lost in the woods, no trail, no food or water- just some useless fucking letter.

suddenly, you see a figure- quickly backing away only to walk right into a tree- your breath hitches but your nearly faint when you see the figure in front of you- 6’7, pale skin with silky white hair, his chiseled body only covered with a black leather coat and baggy black jeans that had been torn slightly at the bottom near his heel from being stepped on while walking so much.

he came closer and grasped your chin, tilting your face up to meet his gaze before muttering out,

“Are you lost little mouse?…”

he stared into your eyes before adding,

“I’m Victor…and you are?..”