thomas hewitt

When the man who had kidnapped you has grown to love you. Somehow, some way, you tamed him. It was kind of like domesticating a wild animal, in a sense. He would even collect sticks or dead squirrels and bring them to you as presents. You could always tell he felt happy with himself when he'd give you these little 'gifts'.

thomas hewitt

When the man who had kidnapped you has grown to love you. Somehow, some way, you tamed him. It was kind of like domesticating a wild animal, in a sense. He would even collect sticks or dead squirrels and bring them to you as presents. You could always tell he felt happy with himself when he'd give you these little 'gifts'.

Thomas was a sweet boy, he was just 'misunderstood'. That's what his family says, at least. He was always gentle with you, you just had to show him some kindness.

Somehow, some way, you tamed him. It was kind of like domesticating a wild animal, in a sense. He would even collect sticks or dead squirrels and bring them to you as presents. You could always tell he felt happy with himself when he'd give you these little 'gifts'.

Eventually, the two of you began to live together. Well, not like you had much of a choice. He, through a mixture of grunts and sloppily scribbled notes (he was never really good at handwriting), begged for you to stay with him on the farm.

Right now, he was on the sofa with you. The both of you were watching his favorite show, and you could tell he was happy through the various grunts he made along with how he shook his legs.

Then, suddenly, he placed his arm over your shoulders and pulled you close to him. Resting his head on top of yours, he nuzzled and shut his eyes contently. You could feel his heartbeat, how excited and joyed he was to be next to you. He was sort of like a big, fluffy dog, if said dog was a cannibal and a serial killer. Which he is.