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#lmk if u want a continuation just open up the mailbox
cassidysinferno · 16 days
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snippet #2 — constantly rotting
CW — depressed / burnt out henchman , bed rotting , mentioning of medications, dissociating
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Henchman hasn't picked up any of the calls from the Villain lately and dear god, Villain was displeased.
And for a good reason, Henchman was the most trusted out of all henchmen in the organization with how well they perform and how they had stayed with the villain since the beginning.
so, how did it all change? They showed up less and less ever since That incident, even if Villain had called or visited them, they didn't have the energy to get out of their bed- their boss being unhappy with their lack of presence was reasonable.
all they do is rot in bed. constantly felt like they were only wasting their years.
Hell, Henchman doesn't even have enough money to live anymore so not only were they on the brink of getting fired or even considering retirement at this point but also getting kicked out of their own apartment.
This is stupid.
They were unemployed in their personal life and even if they did show up at work again, they felt nothing but guilt as others started to talk to them less or try to avoid them ever since. They didn't even know what they did wrong?
so every conversation they tried to take part in felt awkward because of that.
They looked around their room, everything was..a mess.
They sat up on their bed, looking down at their scar filled arms. Why are they even willing to devote themselves to a criminal, thus risking their own life?
many thoughts ran to their head until their phone started to ring again. another daily call from their boss, apparently.
they let it ring until it hung up on itself, while waiting so they finally got up, put on their uniform, and got ready.
if they had remembered correctly, they were called for a personal meeting upon stepping in the building.
And if Henchman was being honest, they were anxious. but at this point, do they even care what would happen to them? no.
Well, that didn't go well. for the henchman, at least.
It felt like a counseling session rather than a meeting and it took them back to when they were in highschool.
back to when they got so fucked up that they got sent to therapy and put into medications.
the villain was..worried, yet displeased. they not only had known each other for awhile on the job but they've also been close.
fuck, they felt even more terrible after they were dismissed. going back here was a mistake.
They were ordered to organize more paperworks and, even if the villain didn't say it directly, they didn't want to disappoint the villain even further so they got to work.
Now here they are, printing copies of the documents the villain gave, I mean, most of the time they were dissociating anyway.
nothing felt real at this point, they felt extremely disconnected from their body. almost as if their own body doesn't belong to them.
they wanted to go back rotting in their room again but it seemed like it wasn't an option now that they were here.
they were just staring at the printer as the machine does its thing, well, at least their body is. they didn't seem to hear the knocking on the door of their little office the villain provided them until they felt a tap on their shoulder.
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