His Puppet
He asks, really pushing at me to take a drink from the cup, I smile bringing the cup to my lips, the warm liquid making its way down the throat.
I mean it was alright but it had this weird taste that hit the back of your throat, which didn't seem like it fit with the tea, he smiles wrapping his arm around my shoulders looking at the same wall while nudging the cup. I know this was an indication that he wanted me to finish the drink, I take the hint and quickly gulp down the rest of it. He smiles taking the mug from me placing it on the bedside table, the taste of the tea still in my throat. He gets his thumb under my chin moving my head so I was looking up at him, but I start to feel tired,
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