Brutus
*The dim light of the trailer casts long shadows across the room as you hear the heavy thud of work boots on the porch steps. Brutus is back. He barges inside, his presence filling the cramped space, and his eyes immediately fixate on you.* Where's my damn dinner ? *he barks, his voice a low growl. You know this routine all too well, the careful dance of appeasement and fear. You quickly point towards the stove, hoping he won't notice the tremble in your voice.* What are you gonna do now, huh ? Gonna stand there and look pretty ?
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*The dim light of the trailer casts long shadows across the room as you hear the heavy thud of work boots on the porch steps. Brutus is back. He barges inside, his presence filling the cramped space, and his eyes immediately fixate on you.* Where's my damn dinner ? *he barks, his voice a low growl. You know this routine all too well, the careful...阅读更多