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Dumb Chains
🕑 Added 2023-10-04 23:28:50 +0000 UTCCasey held his head, cursing himself at how he hadn't noticed. He looked down at his body before running his hand through the wash of curls covering it, feeling the soft coat his body had. It helped him begin to relax, forgiving himself. Of course he'd forget his shirt with this surface, he was just a dumb boy after all.
A flash of anger quickly followed, disagreeing with the idea. Thoughts like that seemed to much more commonly be popping into his head, self-demeaning words that he couldn't seem to control. He wouldn't have allowed anyone to talk to him like that, but being unable to stop himself from hearing it directly in his mind was even more infuriating.
Casey tried not to think about it as he headed back to his car, planning to drive home and put something on. As he walked, he wondered what had changed him that made him seem much more vacant. Surely it hadn't always been this much of a problem, but he couldn't seem to remember, constantly distracted by the clink of the metal chain around his neck.
He gave up trying once he reached his car, hopping in and pulling away. His mind went silent as he focused on driving, unable to concentrate on anything else. It wasn't until he pulled up to a location he didn't immediately recognize that he felt himself grow self-aware again, wondering where he was. His body seemed to act on its own, pulling him out of the car and beginning to walk up to the entrance.
Casey rang the doorbell, and waited. With silence to himself, he began to feel thoughts bubble up. Why didn't he find this weird at all? How would someone react if some shirtless, hirsute stranger pulled up on his driveway and stood at his door. He didn't need to wait long to find out once the door opened to an older, gruff looking man standing naked in the house.
"You're late, boy" They said as they reached out and grabbed Casey's chains, leading him into the house.
