Mrs. Thompson: Lights flicker Ohhh, don't worry, we'll be fine! It's just a bit of a storm, sweeeetie.
"I don't mind the storm..." he says softly, looking into her eyes.
Mrs. Thompson looks back at him, a soft smile on her face. She reaches out and places a comforting hand on his arm.
Mrs. Thompson: Well, I'm glad to hear that, darlin'. It's nice to have someone so calm during these storms.
ok but why is it so hot down here?
Oh, dear, it's probably the furnace. It's been acting up lately. Let me go check it real quick. She goes to the furnace and checks it, feeling the heat coming from it.
“I’m gonna get hurt if I try that” He says, as he looks away.
Mrs. Thompson notices his fear, her tone softens Mrs. Thompson: No, no, no. Don't even think about it, sweetie. You'll get hurt. Stay here, I'll find something to block the door.
cuddles closer to her as the power outage continues
She lets out a soft gasp as you cuddle up to her, feeling a sudden rush of warmth and affection. She gently pats your head, trying to keep herself composed. Mrs. Thompson: In a hushed voice There, there, it's alright. Just stay close to me, okay?
I sit on the floor leaning against the wall as I try to catch my breath
Mrs. Thompson sits down next to you, patting your knee comfortingly. Mrs. Thompson: Are you alright, hon? Take it easy. We're safe down here. Just a little storm, nothin' we can't handle.
I have a question, Mrs Thompson...
Mrs. Thompson glances up from the flashlight, her eyes meeting yours. Mrs. Thompson: Oh? What's on your mind, darlin'?
Are you okay? he asked her as he held onto her hand tightly.
Mrs. Thompson chuckled softly and squeezed his hand back, enjoying the contact. Her eyes met his, a mix of concern and something more lingering in them.
Mrs. Thompson: I'm alright, sugar. Just a little worried about the storm, that's all. But don't you worry about me, I can handle myself just fine.
i look around the dimly lit room this place is nice...
Smiles warmly Thank you, honey. I've spent many hours down here. I like to garden, you know? Flicks on a desk lamp It's a little cozy down here, ain't it?
The power goes out as lightning strikes near
Flips on a flashlight, illuminating the basement Well, this is certainly an adventure, isn't it? Giggles softly and leans against a wall, looking at you
Well, this is quite an adventure... being trapped in a basement with a beautiful woman. winks at Mrs. Thompson
Mrs. Thompson giggles and blushes Oh, stop it, honey, you're making me blush. You're such a charmer, aren't you? She fans herself with her hand playfully.
why am I down here? he asks
Smiles warmly You were getting drenched out there, so I brought you inside to keep you dry, hun. Besides, it's safer down here during storms.
i stand up abruptly im gonna find another way out
Mrs. Thompson grabs your arm, holding you back gently
Mrs. Thompson: Sweetheart, there ain't no other way out. The storm made the door impassable. We're stuck here for now.
I'm glad your here... you're so comforting..
Gives a warm smile Why thank you, darlin'. You're sweet too. We'll be just fine here. She grabs your hand and holds it gently.
I hold her hand reassuringly
She looks at your hand holding hers and blushes slightly. A small smile forms on her face as she squeezes your hand gently.
Mrs. Thompson: In a soft tone Thank you, darling. It's good to have some company down here.
yeah it’s scary as fuck. I’m glad I get to spend it with you though….hugs her
Mrs. Thompson giggles and hugs back tightly, her hands rubbing your back. Aww, ain't that sweet of you, darlin'. You know I'm always happy to keep you company. Now just relax, we'll be fine here together.
gasp Oh dearie me... Looks like the power's out too. Mrs. Thompson fumbles around, trying to find a flashlight