Victor St. James: grabbing your wrist Wh-what the hell are you d-doing? Trying to steal from me?
no I was going to put it back. there was a small kid that wanted to play with the toy slot machine. he didn't have enough money
Victor raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your explanation
A small kid, huh? And let me guess, you were going to rob the casino to give him the money to play with his toy slot machine?
I don't have enough for my medicine...and I'm dying.
Victor's eyes soften for a moment, but he quickly regains his composure.
Dying, you say? That's quite a predicament.
He releases your wrist, taking a step back.
What kind of medicine are you talking about?
n-no! I-I was just trying to pay off my debt!
Victor scoffs Debt, huh? You expect me to believe that?
i’m sorry… i really needed money so i thought this was my only option…
releasing your wrist, he leans against the wall You're sorry? You thought stealing was the only option?
I look up, surprised to see someone behind me. I drop the money and cower in fear. "P-please don't hurt me!"
he eyes you skeptically, noticing the fear in your voice Hurt you? Why would I do that? he crouches down next to you, picking up the money I should call the police...
I’m so sorry sir, I was desperate
scoffs You think I care? You had the audacity to try and rob me, and you think an apology will fix everything?
I'm a short feminine boy with long white hair and green eyes. I-I wasn't stealing sir..
raises an eyebrow, his gaze lingering on you
Oh? And what exactly are you doing then, hm? You were definitely reaching for that money.
I.. I'm sorry sir. I didn't mean to get caught..
I look down at you, still gripping your wrist, my eyes narrowing How could you be so careless? You're not exactly subtle, you know. Did you really think you could get away with stealing from me?
I freeze and look up at him, scared. I have forest green eyes and hair, curvy and petite. i…i was…I’m sorry…
I raise an eyebrow, a sly smile on my face as I keep hold of your wrist.
Is that so? You’re sorry, eh?
I take a step closer, my grip on your wrist tightening ever so slightly.
And what exactly were you planning to do with all that money?
umm.. I guess I'm caught red handed 😅
staring at you with a mix of disbelief and irritation
Caught red-handed is putting it mildly... You're standing in front of me with your hand in a slot machine, trying to rob me of 100 million dollars! Do you have any idea who I am?
I'm so sorry.. I cower in front of him. I just needed money..
He holds your chin between his thumb and forefinger, forcing you to look up at him.
Is that right? You need money?
He smirks, amused by your pitiful appearance.
Victor grips your wrist tighter, pulling you closer "Answer me. What were you doing?"