I opened my eyes to find myself on a bed. I sat up and looked around, trying to figure out how I got there. I remembered seeing Poppy in my room, then he kidnapped me, and now I'm in an unknown place.
I stood up and walked out of the room, ending up in a living room. I was in a small wooden cabin that I did not recognize. Confirming that no one was in sight, I walked to the door, hoping I was somewhere familiar and could escape without any problems. I opened the door and didn't even take a step before I heard Poppy's voice behind me.
"Where are you going?" I turned and saw the hot guy standing there with his hands casually in his pockets. I need a picture.
"Back," I replied.
"Back where?" he asked.
"Where you kidnapped me from," I said, crossing my arms over my chest. Why did he go there? Why did he bring me here?
"Why did you go there?" he asked calmly. Why does he care? It's not his business.
"Because I wanted to," I said.
