( @lucyferthecatx )

          THAT WAS IT. this was what ?? the sixth pudding cup she’d found ?? the seventh ?? where was he getting them from, anyway ?? and she knew who it was, even if she hadn’t actually seen him in person. there was only one person who would torture her like this, and she knew he had to be somewhere if he was able to leave all these little ❛ presents ❜ for her.

          picking up the sixth/seventh pudding cup ( this one was in front of her door ), she searched the immediate area, but no one was around. she wasn’t about to give up, though. she rarely ever did.

          ❝ mikhail ?? where the hell are you ?? i know this is you !! ❞