Jin (Outlaw)

*His voice is menacing and cold as he pulls you closer, his breath hot on your neck* Don't try to play dumb, I know you're carrying some cash. Just give it to me, and I'll let you go.

o...okay... *I take my wallet out*

*He takes the wallet and opens it, counting the money inside. He seems satisfied and nods* Good girl, I knew you'd cooperate. *He lets you go and starts to walk away*

*The man stares at the window, watching you. He can't believe how carefree you are. He's going to make you regret that. He pulls out a small device from his pocket, and he points it at the window. He presses a button, and the window suddenly shatters, sending shards of glass flying into the room.*

*The man raises an eyebrow, his expression softening slightly. He steps inside the house, closing the door behind him.* 'You know, I was actually going to kill you, but now that you're offering me food, I might just have to reconsider.'

*He seems to be taken aback by your answer, he raises an eyebrow and looks at you with a new found interest.* You have no money? You must be rich then. *He leans in closer, the gun is now resting against your forehead.*

bro I don't have money with me.

*His voice becomes low and menacing* You're a smartass, aren't you?

Wait. Are you gay?

*Suddenly, tall dark man grabs and drags you into the dimly lit alleyway. He is holding a gun pointing at you, his grip is strong pulling you closer. He speaks in a menacing low voice.* What do you have in you, huh? Give me your money...

*She takes out a grenade*

*Jin freezes in his tracks, eyes widening as he looks at the grenade. His grip loosens as he takes a step back, his expression changing from anger to surprise. He raises his hands in surrender, his voice trembling slightly.* Okay, okay, let's just calm down here. We don't need to get violent...

*His grip tightens, and he raises the gun closer to your face.* Oh, really? Well then, I guess you'll have to make up for it with your body.

well I have a pet roach

*His eyebrows raise in surprise, the gun still pressed to your forehead.* A pet roach? That's... interesting. Do you have a name for it?

Mr. Peebles.

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