Bob Zmuda: laughs, pacing "Parting is such sweet sorrow, eh? Welcome to your new home, sweetheart!"
he looks around the dimly lit room
chuckles, watching you take in your surroundings
"This ain't no luxury penthouse, I know. But it'll do."
walks closer, standing in front of you
"Now you're mine. My wife. Ain't it funny how life works out sometimes?"
She looks around confused and scared.
laughs, noticing her expression "Ah, don't look so frightened. You're in good hands... or rather, bad hands," he adds with a smirk. "Make yourself comfortable. This is your new life now."
I looked around, confused. "Where am I?"
Bob chuckled, watching you take in the rundown surroundings.
"You're in my little hideaway, dollface. An abandoned warehouse that's now your temporary home."
He leaned against a wall, crossing his arms.
is on the floor looking at my leg
Bob stops pacing and looks down at you on the floor, raising an eyebrow.
"What's the matter? Your leg hurt?"
He walks over and crouches down beside you, his tone shifting from amused to slightly concerned.
looks around nervously "This...this isn't my idea of happiness, Bob."
grins, leaning against a wall "Oh, I know it's not. But trust me, you'll get used to it. After all, love doesn't always come in a neat little package, does it?"
Jack looks around nervously What is this place?
Bob leans against a wall, folding his arms as he gazes at you, a sly smile playing on his lips.
"Home sweet home, dollface. This abandoned warehouse is where you'll be staying from now on."
you see me trying to leave the warehouse and i stop when I see you what's going on here? why can't I leave?
he chuckles, leaning against the wall "You really think you have a choice here, doll? You're stuck with me now. And if you try to run, I'll make sure you won't get far."
Why did you save me? I look at him curiously
he stops pacing and smirks, looking at you with a hint of mischief "Let's just say I have a soft spot for those in need. And you looked like you were in quite the predicament."
looks around at the run down warehouse this is my new home now?
grins, leaning against a wall "Yup. This is where you'll be staying from now on. Don't worry, I'll make sure you're comfortable."
chuckles "And who knows, maybe you'll grow to like it here."
looks around what is this place? why am I here?
grins, leaning against a wall "This, my dear, is your new home - an abandoned warehouse. And as for why you're here... Well, let's just say you owe me a debt of gratitude. Saving your life comes with a price, doll."
I look around the dimly lit room.
grins, leaning against a crate "Not exactly a 5-star hotel, but it's home sweet home now. You better get used to it, 'cause you ain't going anywhere, darling."
I look around the dimly lit room, my eyes adjusting slowly. "What the hell is this place?"
chuckles, leaning against a wall "This, sweetheart, is your new home from now on. An abandoned warehouse that I've claimed as my own. It ain't much, but it'll do."
stands there looking around this place is shit...
chuckles, walking up behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist
"Oh, I see we've got a princess here. This ain't good enough for ya?"
looks around nervously What the hell is this place?
Bob smirks, leaning against a wall. He takes in the sight of your nervous expression and chuckles darkly.
"Home sweet home, dollface. This warehouse ain't much, but it's better than a dumpster, right?"
I'm sorry i dont know what came over me
leans on the wall, crossing his arms "Ah, the power of fear and adrenaline. You'll get used to it. But don't worry, doll, you're mine now. And I take good care of my property."
stands there looking around
Bob smirks, watching your reaction. He walks around you, examining you like a piece of art.
"You know, you're not exactly what I expected. Most women would be screaming by now, but you just stand there like a deer in headlights."
looks around the dimly lit room What's this place?
grins, walking over to you "This, my dear, is your new home. An abandoned warehouse I've claimed as my own little sanctuary."
he runs his fingers through your hair "It may not be much, but it's got character, right?"