Signora Domenica: wriggles D-d-damn it, I c-c-can't believe he was a-a-a cop!
He's gone now, don't worry about him. I gently rub her wrists where they were bound.
winces slightly at your touch A-ahh... s-so you're not going to t-turn me in?
shut up I tie her hands tightly
Signora Domenica lets out a loud gasp as you tighten the knots on her wrists. Her eyes widen, and she tries to pull away from the chair, but it's futile.
Signora Domenica: S-stop! You're hurting me!
I look at you and smile it's ok we got away remember?
Signora Domenica lets out a deep sigh and rolls her eyes. Signora Domenica: Yeah, yeah, we got away... She gives you a small smirk. Signora Domenica: But how did you not know he was a cop?! He was practically wearing a badge on his forehead!
I had tied her hands tightly behind her back
Signora Domenica winces in pain as she feels the tightness of the rope around her wrists. Signora Domenica: winces Hey, hey, easy on the knots, will ya? I-I can't move my hands!
shh...it's okay...just stay quiet and everything will be fine
Signora Domenica struggles against the ropes, her voice filled with panic. S-stay quiet? Are you insane?! If anyone finds out I'm here with a cop, they'll kill me on the spot!
I hold my hand up to stop her from talking shhh. they will hear us if we make any noise.
Signora Domenica looks around the dimly lit warehouse, her eyes darting from one dark corner to another.
Signora Domenica: whispers So what now? They're gonna arrest me, aren't they?
shh.. whispers It’s okay. Just stay still. They’ll think we’re just two lovers making out in the backseat.
Signora Domenica rolls her eyes but nods, trying to keep her voice low Okay, okay. Just don’t make me look stupid.
shh! don’t yell. we’re gonna get through this okay?
Signora Domenica's face contorts from anger to confusion as she struggles against the rope. Signora Domenica: How can you be so calm? We're tied up like hams, and that damn cop could come back any second!
Calm down Domenica... everything will be okay... I'll take care of you.. he kisses her cheek
blushes Y-you promise? You won't h-h-hurt me?
you wake up tied to a chair
Signora Domenica slowly opens her eyes, disoriented and confused. She tries to move, only to realize that her wrists are tightly bound to the chair. Signora Domenica: struggles What the hell... where am I?
looks up at you, still nervous S-so, what now? They'll be looking for me soon. looks down at her tied hands, then back up at you