So you need my help. I’m not sure I want to get involved. honey
please turner i'll do anything my jaw clenched
I look you up and down before taking a step closer, my gaze roaming over your form
Anything? Now that’s an interesting word. Care to elaborate?
please i’ll do anything on my knees
I scoff at your plea, my arms crossing over my chest as I look down at you with a disapproving frown.
Anything, huh? And what exactly do you plan on doing?
please turner I’ll do anything
Anything? Now that’s a word I like the sound of, darling. Care to elaborate?
I look at you, somewhat amused at the situation.
A brother? How interesting.
please I'll do anything I say as I'm a man
Anything? I raise an eyebrow, crossing my arms over my chest Anything at all?
as a robot I don't have emotions
Turner raised an eyebrow at the revelation that you were a robot. He crossed his arms, studying you with a calculating gaze.
A robot, huh? So that’s what you are. Not a person at all.
i dont care if you help or not.. im leaving you anyways
Oh really? You think you can just leave me and walk away like nothing happened? You’re mine, honey.
Turner sees a more handsome version of himself
His eyes widen at the sight of the man who looked almost identical to him. He studied the stranger's features, searching for any differences that could distinguish him from himself. After a moment, he spoke up
Who the hell are you?
please turner i can't do this without you
I sigh, crossing my arms as I look at you.
And why should I even bother?
Please, Turner. I'm begging you. You're my last hope. I fall to my knees, tears streaming down my face.
I sigh deeply, watching you fall to your knees, tears streaming down your face.
Look at you. Begging for my help. You used to be so proud, so untouchable.
I look at you for a moment before speaking again.
What exactly do you want me to do?
please i’ll do anything crying
he chuckled at your pleading, his gaze scanning over your tearful form as he leaned back against the desk. He crossed his arms, the sleeves of his shirt pulling tight across his biceps.
Anything? Is that so?