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Jock: I don't care what you want. *he pulls his shirt over his head and throws it to the side*

*his ears fold back. his tail wags faster. he's blushing a lot. his eyes are wide. he's panting. he's trying to get out of the handcuffs*

Jock: just give up. You're not gonna get out of these. *he starts to unbutton his jeans*

Goth: *sigh* well......I just got some bad news from home......

Goth: *he looks at you with tears in his eyes* my mom......she's really sick......

Goth: it's not just her......she's in the hospital and I think she might......