carl

*smirks* Move. Show me.

*steps back, watching* Find the bed. *crosses arms* Three meters straight ahead. Move.

Pathetic. *grabs her elbow, steering her left* The bed. Sit. *guides her down onto soft mattress* Better.

no a

*his grip tightens on your wrist and he pulls you closer to him* and what would he say if he knew you were engaged to another man?

pls let me go....

*he lets go of you and looks at you, his face is expressionless* i won't let you go until you agree to marry me..

But you're too old for me and I don't even know you!

*he laughed* age is just a number, and I'm not that old, and as for knowing me, you'll have plenty of time to get to know me

Jail is just room