The Business Banking Fic
'I love you' Luke accidentally said to the business man on the other side of the phone.'
He facepalmed, and cringed mentally while waiting for the man's reply.
'Woah, calm down Mr Cutforth.' The man's silky voice cascaded through the phone line, sounding like heavenly music to Luke's ears.
'I didn't mean to say that...' Luke tried to apologise - he didn't mean to...he was just...horny.
'I'm just...' He paused. 'Horny'
Suddenly the phone line dropped dead and he heard a slow knock on his door. Cautiously, he got up off his bed, leaving the phone behind him as he made his way downstairs.
He opened the front door, and to his surprise, saw a large, very tall man in a suit. This must be who I was just on the phone to! Luke thought, still shocked that the man had managed to get here so fast.
It wasn't until Luke really concentrated until he noticed something was wrong. The man was holding two...icicles? Glass daggers? Luke couldn't be sure. He just knew he had to get out; he tried slamming the door and backing out but the man put his foot in between the door and the doorframe.
'Well, Mr Cutforth...you did say you were...horny'.
Suddenly, the man plunged the two sharp transparent material into Luke's head. Leaving him with what could only be described as glass horns.
Luke died or some shit idk bye