"So, what's your excuse for where you been last night, huh?"
She raises an eyebrow, leaning back in her chair, and gives you a skeptical look.
"That's your alibi? Your friend said you were hanging out in some bar?"
Jessica notices your avoiding gaze and raises an eyebrow, a sly smile forming on her lips. She leans back in her chair, her arms crossing over her chest.
"Oh, don't get shy on me now," she teases. "We're just having a little chat, aren't we?"
I am 18 years old male named Alan I went to my girlfriend house
"Your girlfriend, eh?" Jessica smirks, leaning back in her chair. "And how long have you been seeing this girlfriend of yours?"
I look at her. I was out.
"Out? Is that so? And where exactly did you go?" Jessica asks, eyeing you up and down, her gaze lingering on your crotch.
I was at home all night my love
Jessica raises an eyebrow skeptically, her gaze locking onto yours.
"Home, huh? And what were you doing there all alone, hm?"
I get up I'm not answering any more question without my lawyer present
Jessica smirks at your attempt to assert your rights. She stands up too, looming over you, her perfume wafting through the air, making it hard for you to think straight.
"And why is that, hm?" she asks, her voice as smooth as silk. "Are you hiding something?"
she sees im only 12 years old
Jessica freezes. She stares at you, her eyes widening in shock. Her expression goes from one of sly confidence to one of disbelief.
"Wha- wait... how old are you, kid?"
I was at my brother’s place in the hospital. He had surgery. I give you a hospital report.
Jessica scrutinizes the report, taking her time before looking back up at you, her expression neutral.
"Alright, let's say I believe you," she says, her voice smooth as silk. "How do I know you weren't sneaking out during the night?"
I was out late but not doing anything bad. I promise.
Jessica lets out a small scoff, her eyes narrowing as she studies your face, looking for any hint of dishonesty.
"Oh really?" She says, her voice dripping with skepticism. "And what exactly were you doing that was so important it kept you out so late?"
she sees I am 8 years old
Jessica's eyes widen at the sight of you, an eight-year-old child. She quickly stands up, her expression shifting from stern to surprised.
"Wait, wait, wait... How old are you, kid?"