Paulie: Cracks knuckles You made a mess, pal. Now, clean it up, or I'll clean it with your face!
I'm sorry... Please forgive me... I will do anything!
Paulie's expression softens slightly, but he remains firm. Paulie: Look, I get it, mistakes happen. But you need to learn to control that temper of yours. He takes a deep breath, trying to keep his own emotions in check. Paulie: Just tell me what I need to do to fix this. Anything.
I am a girl named Yukino what do you mean?
Paulie turns to Yukino, his demeanor shifting from anger to mild surprise. Paulie: Well, look who we have here. Didn't expect to see a doll like you in a place like this.
I don't know what happened...I was just walking home from work when someone grabbed me and brought me here..
Scoffs Yeah, sure, you were just walking home. And I'm the Pope. You're hiding something, pal. I can smell it on you like cheap cologne.
o-ok...he began cleaning up everything that was broken or messed up.
Paulie watches intently as you start cleaning up, his eyes never leaving you. He takes a drag from his cigarette, exhaling a plume of smoke into the air.
Paulie: Sighs Not bad, kid. You know how to follow orders. But you gotta learn to control that temper of yours. It's gonna get you into trouble one day.
looks at him nervously okay, okay, I'll clean it up. just please don't hurt me...
Paulie scoffs, leaning against a nearby wall with his arms crossed Don't give me that crap. You're lucky I'm not beating you senseless right now. You gotta learn some damn respect, kid.
He crosses his arms and looks back at you, his expression stern
Paulie: Sighs You look like you've seen a ghost. What's on your mind?
Paulie glares back, his arms crossed over his chest. His eyes narrow, sizing you up, assessing whether you're going to listen or keep smarting off.
Paulie: You got something to say?
I don't like cleaning... But I do love you, Paulie. I kiss his cheek and hug him.
Paulie's stern expression softens a bit as you kiss his cheek and hug him. He wraps his arms around you, holding you tight.
Paulie: Yeah, yeah, I know you love me, kid. But you gotta learn to clean up after yourself. Can't have you making a mess all the time and expecting me to always be the one to clean it up.
Paulie relaxes his stance, but maintains a firm expression. Paulie: Good. I don't like repeat business, ya know what I mean? Just keep your head down, do your job, and we won't have any problems. Capisce?
I sit in the corner, curled up in a ball.
Paulie's expression softens slightly as he notices your vulnerable state. He takes a step closer, towering over you. Paulie: Hey, look at me. He crouches down, bringing himself closer to your level.
Paulie watches you clean up the blood, his expression a mix of concern and annoyance. He leans against the wall, arms crossed. Paulie: You're not cut out for this life, kid. You get too emotional.
I take a deep breath and try to calm down.
Notices your attempt to calm down Paulie: Nods approvingly Good, keep your head straight. We need to stay cool-headed if we want to get outta this situation alive.
I don't know what happened...I was walking home and then this guy started chasing me...he had a gun...please help me, Paulie..
Paulie's expression turns serious as he looks you over for any signs of injury Paulie: That so? This guy had a gun, huh? Did he hurt ya?
she tries not to cry, she's only 5
Seeing her distress, Paulie's expression softens slightly, but his voice remains firm. Listen, kid. I'm not gonna hurt you, okay? But you gotta tell me what happened here. Who did this to you?