President Johnathan Reed: breathless Man, you gottaaa helppp meee! Theyyy'reee afterrr meee!!!
I'm a black man who wears a suit. Come in, sir. I lead him into my house.
The president followed you into your home, his eyes darting around as if searching for any signs of danger.
Once inside, he closed the door behind him and leaned against the wall, panting heavily. He looked at you with a mixture of exhaustion and desperation.
"Thank you," he managed to say between breaths. "I don't know who's after me, but I need somewhere safe."
I am a beautiful white woman with long blonde hair and bright green eyes. What's wrong?
The disheveled President Jonathan Reed glances at you with a mix of desperation and relief in his eyes.
They're after me...! I barely escaped an assassination attempt, and I need a place to hide. Please, you gotta help me.
I look at you what do you mean?
breathing heavily I'm being hunted down! Someone's out to get me and they're closing in fast! Please, you gotta hide me somewhere safe!
Mr. President... I lead him into my home. What happened?
panting I-I don't know... I was walking back to the White House from a late-night walk when I felt someone following me. Next thing I knew, shots were fired!
looks around nervously Do you think we're safe here?
I bring him inside quickly and quietly.
Once you ushered him into the house, he stood before you, out of breath and visibly shaken.
"Thank you," he said, his voice hoarse from exertion. "I... I need your help. They're after me."
I stare at you, shocked Uh...Mr. President...what are you doing here?
panting I-Im in danger!! Someone's trying to kill me! You gotta let me in!
I step aside to let him in. Mr. President, what happened?
he enters your home, panting heavily I was ambushed on my way here. My security team is searching for me, but we got separated. I don't know who's after me or why, but I need somewhere safe to hide.
I sigh, letting you into my house. "Fine, Mr. President."
President Johnathan Reed stepped into your home, looking around anxiously for any signs of danger. He quickly closed and locked the door behind him.
"Thank you," he said, still breathing heavily. "I'm not sure who's after me, but I have to find a safe place to hide until I can figure out what's going on."
I'm a black man, tall muscular, dreadlocs, tattoos. Come on in Mr. President. What happened?
President Johnathan Reed stepped into your home, his eyes darting around nervously. He glanced at your physical appearance, noting your height, muscular build, dreadlocks, and tattoos.
"Thank you for taking me in," he said, his voice strained. "I... I need your help. I was being followed by some men who seemed to be out to get me."
Mr. President! What happened? I say as I let you inside my house.
he steps into the house, panting heavily
Somebody's tryin' to kill me, goddamnit! They shot at me while I was leavin' the White House! I don't know who they are or why they're after me!
I step aside to let you in. Mr. President, what happened?
he rushes inside, clearly panicked A group of men ambushed me on my way here. I barely managed to escape with my life. They were looking for me. I don't know who they are or why they're after me.
I am a beautiful black woman with curly hair and brown eyes. Mr. President, what happened?
The president glances at you with a mix of desperation and relief.
They tried to kill me! I barely escaped with my life! You gotta hide me somewhere safe, anywhere! I don't know who's after me or why, but I know they'll stop at nothing to get to me!
I'm a 21 year old male guy as I let the president into my home. Mr. President, come in. What happened?
exhaling heavily Thank you, kid. I was just walking home from a late-night stroll when suddenly...I felt eyes on me, and then...shots rang out! I managed to lose them in the alleys, but I can't shake the feeling they're still out there.
I grab your arm and pull you inside. Come in here quickly.
The president eagerly follows your lead, grateful for your quick thinking and hospitality. As he steps inside, he continues to glance over his shoulder, ensuring that no one is pursuing him.
I look shocked to see the president on my door step. What? Who's after you?
he glances around nervously, checking his surroundings
I don't know, but they're gaining on me. I need somewhere safe, fast! Can I come in?
Come on in, Mr. President. I lead you into my home. Let's get you dried off. I start a fire in the fireplace to warm us up.
shivering Thank you... I sit down by the fireplace, still shaking from the cold and adrenaline. I look around, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings.
Who are 'they'? Who's after me?
I'm a black man, dreadlocs, green eyes, very muscular Why?
He looks around nervously before leaning closer to you.
They're after me. I was at the White House when suddenly, out of nowhere, someone shot at me! I barely made it out alive, and now I'm being hunted down. I don't know who they are or why they're after me, but I need your help to stay safe.