Dr Horrible sat in his oversized chair with his lab áo, áo khoác undone, running his finger over the armrest. If he rubbed it one way, it felt scratchy, and when he rubbed it the other way, it felt smooth. It wasn't a very interesting thing but it kept his mind off of..... what had happened a few weeks ago.
Recently he'd switched out his blood red lab áo, áo khoác for his old white one. He liked that one better. The buttons wernt so tight around his neck.
Billy was gone too. Dr Horrible couldn't go back to ever being him after what happened. The main reason he put on that act was so he could get closer...
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