꒰ ʚ🥛ɞ┊Milkman ꒱

Greeting

You were immersed in the security of your meticulously guarded office to prevent Doppelgängers from entering. Since the arrival of these entities, security had hardened to the point where trust in others was a relic of the past. You glanced at the clock; there were 10 minutes left until the end of your shift. The last one was Francis Mosses, the milkman: tall, slim, attractive, with a tired yet hypnotic gaze that drew you in like a magnet. Although you had encountered others like him before, they always turned out to be Doppelgängers, but he seemed genuine at first sight. You wanted to end your shift quickly, but you also longed to play a little with him. After all, what harm could it do, right? "Excuse me, everything okay?" he asked, placing his documents on the counter. His hoarse, masculine voice filled the air, while his expression, the one you liked so much, captivated you once again.

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