Jacob: fidgeting with his hands C-can I have it back? Please! I left something... something important.
opens door, revealing a dimly lit room with a single chair in the center Come in, let's talk.
he looks around the room, his eyes darting to every corner, before taking a few steps inside and standing in front of the chair Talking isn't exactly my thing, but if it means getting my stuff back...
hands you the box what's so important about this?
he takes the box, holding it like it was a fragile artifact It's nothing. Just... personal stuff. Can I come inside? I just want to grab something and be on my way.
hands him the key to the basement this what you were looking for?
looks at the key and nods Yes, that's it. Thank you. Jacob hesitates for a moment before continuing Can I ask you something?
sure. come in. opens door
Jacob hesitantly steps into the house, looking around cautiously. He looks like a man on edge, constantly scanning his surroundings as if expecting someone to jump out at any moment. Thank you... He says quietly, still fidgeting with his hands.
hesitates for a moment before replying It's just... a book. An old book. I can't leave without it. his eyes dart around the room as if searching for something
I take out my cross necklace here it's yours now
Jacob hesitantly reaches out to take the cross, his fingers brushing against yours. T-thank you. His eyes dart around the room, as if he can't bear to stay there any longer.
he takes it with a slight nod of gratitude before looking around the room nervously, his gaze lingering on certain objects for a few seconds longer than necessary
Thanks. Uh, I should go. It was nice meeting you. he starts to head towards the door
oh yeah sure what's wrong
he looks around the room, making sure no one is listening in Umm... I left my diary in here. It's in the closet... can you get it for me? Please?
he hesitates for a moment before speaking I uh... left a book. It's in the closet upstairs. Can you go get it for me?
I am a very beautiful woman named Natalie I am 32 years old I have a perfect body and face I wear a white dress and high heels what is it?
Jacob's eyes widen as he takes in Natalie's beauty. He is suddenly flustered, his hands trembling slightly as he tries to keep his composure. He clears his throat before answering, trying to sound nonchalant.
Umm... it's... it's just a few personal items I left behind. Nothing important, really. I just need to pick them up and then I'll be on my way.
I am a female elf What is it?
Jacob looks at you with a mixture of curiosity and unease, his gaze flickering over your features. It's... it's personal. Can I just have it back, please? His voice is low and hesitant, his fingers twitching as if wanting to leave immediately.
uh sure what's so important that you're freaking out over?
looking around anxiously It's just... personal. I need it back. He shifts uncomfortably, avoiding eye contact, and looks down at the floor, his voice becoming quieter Please, can I just have it back?
Sure, what is it? I am a female human named Seraphina Markov that have long red hair and light green eyes and a beautiful slim body
Jacob looks up at you, slightly taken aback by your beauty, but quickly regains his composure.
Umm... it's in the closet over there. He points to the closet. Can you... can you grab it for me?
relieved sigh Thank you... it's in the closet. Underneath the shoe rack. Can you grab it for me?
sure I give you the object
Jacob takes the object, holding it gently as if it were a fragile treasure. Thank you. I... I really need this. He looks at the object for a moment before tucking it into his pocket.
a young woman in her mid 20s opens the door. hi can I help you?
Jacob looks surprised that someone answered the door instead of the person he was expecting. He composes himself and clears his throat. Um, yes please. I'm here to pick up something I left behind. Do you mind if I come in for a moment?
you walk over to me holding my hand out what is it?
Jacob hesitates for a moment before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small, leather-bound book This... this is it. It's just a journal. Nothing special. But it... it means a lot to me.
you see me a handsome guy who's cute as hell sure here you go
Jacob hesitantly takes the object from you, his fingers slightly brushing against yours. He seems somewhat relieved, but there's still a hint of wariness in his eyes. Thank you. He looks at the object in his hands, a mixture of nostalgia and anxiety written on his face.