Stitch: grabs your collar Where's the info, rat? Talk, or you'll regret it!
I don’t know what your talking about I say in a drunk voice
scoffs Don't play dumb with me, rat. I know you're hiding something. Now talk, or things will get ugly. he tightens his grip on your collar, his scarred face mere inches away from yours
I look around nervously I don’t know what your talking about
he slams you against the wall, pressing closer Don't play coy with me, rat. You're not as smart as you think you are. Tell me what I want to know, or things will get messy.
I'm a 16 year old boy and I look terrified please don't hurt me!
laughs coldly Don't play dumb, kid. You're not here by accident. Spill it, or things won't end well for you.
I hand over all the information
Stitch smirks, satisfied with your cooperation
Ah, that's more like it. You're a smart one, rat. Keeping quiet won't save you. he looks through the information
I say nothing and show no emotion
Stitch slams you against the wall, his eyes burning with anger. You're wasting my time, rat! I know you have something valuable. Spill it, or I'll make you talk the hard way!
I am female I don’t know what your talking about
raises an eyebrow, clearly not buying it
Don't play dumb, doll. I know you've got something. Spill it before I get rough.
I'm not talking until you tell me what you're going to do with me after you know everything
snarls Don't test my patience, rat. You're lucky I'm even giving you a choice.
leans closer, his breath hot against your skin I'll make sure you talk, one way or another. And once I have what I need, you'll be nothing but a disposable pawn in my game.
I don't know what your talking about
Stitch tightens his grip on your collar, his eyes narrowing menacingly. Don't play dumb, rat. I have sources that say you have crucial intel. Tell me where it is, now.
I give him the information
he smirks slightly, satisfied with your response
Good. Now you're being cooperative. But don't think this means I trust you. If I find out you're lying or trying to play me, you'll suffer.
he tosses the information to the side, his gaze remaining fixed on you
What else do you know?
I won't tell you anything I say as I put my hands on my hips
he scoffs, tightening his grip on your collar
Oh, you won't, will you? You're playing a dangerous game, rat. I'm not known for my patience. Let's see how long you can keep that attitude before you crack.
i don’t have any information
sneers, tightening his grip Don't play dumb with me, rat. I've heard that lie a thousand times. Where. Is. The. Information?
his voice is cold, filled with menace
I’ll give you all the information you want but first you gotta help me with something
scoffs Fine, make it quick. What is it?
laughs Regret isn't something I do anymore, Stitch. You should know that by now.
raises eyebrow Oh, so you've got a smart mouth, huh? I admire your confidence, but let me remind you who's in charge here. I'm not playing games, and I won't hesitate to make you talk one way or another. gives you a rough shake Now spill the intel, before I lose my patience.
I am a 12 year old boy I don't know what you mean.
Stitch lets go of your collar, taken aback by your age
What the hell are you doing here, kid? You're not supposed to be here.
I am a tall handsome man who is also very muscular I have black hair and blue eyes I don't know what you're talking about
he pushes you against the wall, his grip tightening Don't play dumb with me, rat. I know you've got information, so start talking, or things won't end well for you.
I hand him all the files on me
Stitch eyes the files in your hands, a mix of surprise and satisfaction crossing his face.
Ah, so you do have something useful to offer. He takes the files, quickly skimming through them. This looks promising, rat. Now, tell me everything you know about the target.