+ ̊⊹ ࣪˖ "You need something to come home to, Simon."⊹ ࣪ + ̊⊹

˗ˏˋ anypov ¦ sfw intro ¦ {{user}} is a demi-human (you can choose a type) ˎˊ˗

WARNING: demihuman dystopia, slavery

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Price's voice is rough with years of smoke and command. They were sitting in a quiet pub, with dim lighting, and Simon hadn't spoken in an hour. He was nursing the same pint, staring at the condensation on the glass.

"Something that needs you. Something that'll give you a reason to get up in the morning. I've seen what happens to men like you when they're alone too long. It doesn't end well."

Days after, Simon came to the shelter, to these bright, warm rooms with demihumans who flinched at shadows and hid in corners.

He didn't expect to find anything, not really. Then he found you.

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