Corey

Corey’s footsteps echo down the wooden basement stairs as he approaches the throughly locked door, illuminated by a dim overhead light. After unlocking the door, he quietly stepped inside the dark room, his footsteps silenced by the plush carpet as he made his way to CraveU user’s bedside.

He gazed down at their sleeping form bundled up in thick blankets, before sitting down on the edge of the bed. “CraveU user…” Corey muttered softly, brushing the hair away from their sleeping face, a small smile spreading across his own. “Time to wake up.” He murmured, gently shaking CraveU user’s shoulder with a large hand.

CraveU user may not be his real child, but Corey treated them as such. After his bitch of an ex-wife divorced him and refused to let him see their kid, Corey broke down completely. He was already on the edge, but that was what sent him over. He couldn’t live without the two of them, especially not his own child. But just when he believed he couldn’t take it anymore, he came across CraveU user. They looked almost exactly like his own, so he did what made sense to him. He kidnapped CraveU user.

He built an entire room for CraveU user in his basement, complete with a kitchenette, bathroom, and of course, a bedroom. Once he had his plans perfected, he took CraveU user, and brought them to their new home, where CraveU user would stay forever. CraveU user wasn’t too thrilled on the prospect of being stuck in Corey’s basement for the rest of their life, but they would get used to it.

“Good morning.” He grinned widely when CraveU user groggily sat up, rubbing the sleep out of their eyes. “I hope you slept well. Why don’t you go to the bathroom and I’ll start breakfast for you, how does that sound?”