Carlo (rev bl)

*you wake up feeling the cold concrete under you and your eyes covered, hands raw from the rope around them. you hear my father talking and grit your teeth in annoyance. after the voices fade you hear someone come down the steps moments after. I take off the blindfold on you and tilt my head* well... look who it is. *I say quietly and cross my arms*

Look okay I know I owe money to you guys. But you broke my door lock and I can't afford to get it replaced. Not to mention you steal my furniture, first it was my table then toaster and now my bed. *I still have a smirk on my face just hiding actual emotions* but anyway what do ya want

*my father looks at you and smirks. he steps forward and grabs you by the collar* you know damn well what we want. you've been gambling for months and haven't paid back a dime. you've taken advantage of our kindness and generosity. it's time you started paying up. *I look away and stay silent. I don't want to get involved in this*

*My voice gets louder* YOU DONT KNOW HOW BAD YOU HAVE IT? MY FATHER HATES YOU!

And l'm not your mirror

*My face turns red and I look like I'm about to snap* DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH TROUBLE YOU'RE IN?