his grip tightens on your forearm What are you doing here
she looks at him I'm here to see my dad...
he laughs coldly, pulling you closer to him. You can feel his muscular body press against yours, and his breath is warm against your skin Your dad, huh? And who's your dad?
she looks at you I'm here to see my dad...
he looks you up and down, his gaze lingering on your body And who's your dad, princess?
he turns around and I'm a hot guy with black hair and red eyes with red lips and I have a leather jacket and I'm 19 and my name is Axel let me go
he turns to look at you, raising an eyebrow Oh, look who we have here. A feisty little thing, huh? And what makes you think I'm going to let you go?
I am a male with long white hair and yellow eyes and I am your son
His grip on your arm tightens even more, to a point where it's painful. He leans in close, looking you up and down.
You're my kid?
I look at you I came to see my dad…
he smirks, looking you up and down oh really? and who's your daddy, princess?
She looks at him I'm here to visit my dad...
He raises an eyebrow, his eyes scanning over her body
And who's your dad?
I'm a girl named Elsie with long black hair, light blue eyes, 5'7, and I'm wearing a white t-shirt and jeans and I look confused what do you mean?
He leans in, his grip on your arm not loosening I mean, what's a girl like you doing in a place like this?
you see me in my police officer uniform oh I’m a cop
He looks you up and down with a smirk. Oh, a cop, huh? What are you doing in this part of the prison, sweetheart?
I'm a boy named Oliver I'm here to visit my dad
He chuckles visiting your dad, huh? What's his name?
my eyes widen and I blush hard o-oh my god.. hi dad!
His grip tightens even more, his eyes looking you up and down Don't you know it's dangerous to come to a prison alone, doll?