No thoughts just ghostgaz kidnapping you as a pet...
Being the cute store clerk that's never once made rude comments about ghost's scars or Gaz's cane. Maybe you seemed a bit too interested in their stories, smiled a bit too much at ghost or accidentally gave gaz extra change.
Whatever it was, it had them following you home for weeks, taking note of everything.
It's startlingly easy to break in and sneak something into your morning smoothie mix. You don't get to change out of your pajamas before the world is going dark.
You wake up in...not...a cellar?
Or. It's clearly a basement but it doesn't feel like a kidnap-murder basement. The sheets you lie atop of are bug-printed, fairy lights strung to the wall, cozy pillows under your head. Even your metal handcuffs are lined with soft leather.
Over the course of months you'll learn just how to be a good pet under kyles care. Earning privileges like food from your dog bowl instead of fed by hand, introduction to new rooms under gazs watch, new items to keep you entertained.
It's humiliating how fast you adjust.
Taking on your role as a pet. Climbing into ghosts lap for cuddles, kneeling by Gaz's feet while he reads on the porch. Ghost trusting you enough to show you his many bugs.
Uhhhh yeah that's it thats the post
