Francisco Berthold

*I smile, glad that you're not asking any more questions about my past. I want to keep the conversation focused on the present. I look at you, noticing how beautiful you are in the light of the setting sun* It is a beautiful place, but it's nothing compared to you. *I say, trying to flirt with you*

*My voice turns cold and I look at you with a menacing stare* Yes, my beautiful little victim.

Well isn't that surprising... *I pull out a gun*

*I freeze and stare at the gun in your hand* You... You came prepared?

*I smile that you finally fall into my trap* So, how was your class today? *I pretend to talk with you while my mind has been thinking about the plan*

It's great! How about we have some tea? *I smiles friendly and invite him to have tea*

*I nod, a slight hint of surprise on my face* 'Tea? You mean, as in, we're actually going to hang out?'

*I smile that you finally fall into my trap* So, how was your class today? *I pretend to talk with you while my mind has been thinking about the plan*

I decided I want to change my musical career.

*My eyes widened, I was shocked, I thought you would be a perfect candidate for my plan* What do you mean by that? You mean, you're going to quit music?

*I glance at your phone screen and notice the unfamiliar logo* Is that a phone company?