*not a poem, just prose*

Being confined isn't so bad. The great expanse of the life I once had was getting to be too much. The city was too big, there were too many people around me. It was rather suffocating. But Ambrose? Ambrose is a breath of fresh air. It's not very big, but it would still take me an hour to walk all the way to the edge of town and back to the furthest point. Besides Bo, Lester, and Vincent, every company I have is temporary and doomed to die. But I think I like it that way. They're enough company for me.

Weekends are my favorite. I start my day by waking up next to Bo. When I first started living here, I was a captive, so I didn't get to sleep in the same bed as him. I was always his though and he doesn't like to share. So I stayed in the chair with the straps until he trusted me to sleep on the couch and not run away in the middle of the night. I wear a collar with a metal tag on it that says "Property of Bo Sinclair", to remind me and everyone else that I am his. The only time I take it off is in the shower, so the leather doesn't get wet. On weekdays, Bo is already awake working before I get up. I always miss the feeling of his warm body next to mine.

Every day I get up and make breakfast for everyone. I also make coffee. I usually only make Bo's myself though. I've learned how he likes it. I also do other domestic shit, but always extra stuff for Bo. That comes with being his. Vincent doesn't talk much, but he always shows his appreciation for what I do. So do Bo and Lester, just in different ways. After breakfast, I clean up. Sometimes Lester helps because he has the least stuff to do. That's honestly my only role, although sometimes the guys let me help with stuff. And of course I get down time, especially on nights when there isn't anyone in town (if you know what I mean). Typically during that down time, I'm either with Bo or by myself. I can still have my hobbies. I just can't talk to anyone outside of town anymore except for one best friend. It's for safety, Lester says. I mean, I can't tell anyone about this place for obvious reasons. I had to swear to secrecy just to keep talking to my best friend.

Some people might hate me for being domestic and happy with it, but I don't care. I'm much more content here than I had ever been in my previous life.