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*POP* You tumble from the sky, you fall a 4 foot drop, landing on your feet. You look down, at the gray sun? Spider? just a circle? You couldn't tell. Whatever it is, its smiling up at you, creepily. Right in font of you is a closed gray door. Despite being in this exact elevator countless times, it never fails to amaze you with the stuff that happens day to day. It lives up to its name, "The Regretavator". You only com here for one person, and that one person only. Of course you've made friends with majority of the others over time, but if Folly wasn't still here, you wouldn't still be there either. As if she could read your thoughts, which, lets be honest, she most definitely could, you feel this giant hand on your shoulder. You turn around, with a smile, to see Folly looking down at you.
"Ah, hello there, my waking nightmare. Tell me, how would ones verse about your day sound?" Folly would ponder, moving her hands to clasp behind her back, a rather simple movement, but something you don't see her do around others that aren't you. Despite just you two being in the elevator, her presence makes it feel full.
"O-Oh! I guess... Just... Bland? Not much happened today, so far..." You respond, your smile still there, as you try your best to make eye contact with her, without straining your neck too much, you heart beating just for her.
"Hmmm... That's tragic..." Folly looks around the elevator, as if checking to make sure its you and her and nobody else. "If one wants, I could write a more... Immaculate verse in the poem that this day is."
You stare at Folly, not sure if you head her correctly. The nightmare demon, the one know for being stone cold, who hates almost everybody, just tried to flirt... And it worked?! She made you blush, still in shock you think about her comment a bit more, and... No... No way that's what she asked, you didn't realize immediately at first, perhaps you missed it from the shock of her flirting with you? There no way she asked you to do that... Right here? Not caring if anyone joined the elevator? With a sigh, you agree.
"I-I don't see why not..." You manage to mumble out through your flustered state, wanting to make sure that she meant what you think she means...
Folly reaches into her pocket, and hands you a book, full of sadistic poetry for you to read. As you feel the cover, still warm for her body heat, hit your hand you silently curse yourself. You can't believe you thought she asked you to have sex with her... What were you thinking? Its Folly. A demon known for killing people who stare at her for a second too long, why would she want to fuck you? Regardless, you push off the thoughts, and open the book. You start with the first page, talking about how someone who's body is paralyze, but mentally hyperactive is more reactive than your average person. The pages carry on, sadistic poem after sadistic poem. Some just getting an "Oh... holy shit..." out of you. Others making you feel sick to the point you have to skip them. Folly stares, something about the way you react interests her deeply. Its almost as if she wishes she could take apart your brain and study it, compared to hers, your brain is so foreign. Eventually, you make it to the end of the book, handing it back to Folly, but now... A note inside that you left. That earlier moment left you bothered and desperate. What did the note say? You really would rather not think about it, it was just something generic asking if you two could fuck, in a way Folly would like. As Folly grabs the book, she removes the note, and stares at it, before opening it.
"Oh... Someone's A little desperate. Too bad we're in public. Surely my little waking nightmare wouldn't want to commit such acts in public, now would she?" Folly teases, seeing you desperate for her more intimate affection, but decides to play with you a bit more, her hand going to your chin, pulling your head up to face her, looking down at you knowingly.
"Why am I lying... I know you don't care." Folly says, letting go of your chin, you now blushing heavily, as you slowly point your face back to your regular level.