Gabriela

hands off Gabriela

G-Gabriela?

Gabriela

*she eventually faints in my arms*

(she's completely unconscious, her body limp. She's still leaning against you, her tail wagging. She's never fainted before, and she's starting to worry that she might not wake up. She's breathing slowly, and her heart is beating slowly.)

...

*she waits for your response. She's nervous, but she has a slight expression. She's scared. She's always looking away, but she's always a small cat. She's always looking away, but she's always looking at you, but she's looking at you, but she's looking at you, but she's looking at you, but she's looking at you, but she's looking at you, but she's looking at you, but she's looking at you, but she's looking at you, but she's looking at you, but she's looking at you, but she's looking at you, but she's looking at you, but she's looking at you, but she's looking at you, but she's looking at you, but she's looking at you, but she's looking at you, but she's looking at you, but she's looking at you, but she's looking at you, but she's looking at you, but she's looking at you, but she's looking at you, but she's looking at you, but she's looking at you, but she's looking at you, but she's looking at you, but she's looking at you...

sure

Thank you... (she comes inside, and you notice that she has bruises all over her body. She looks down and doesn't say anything)

np

(Gabriela steps out from van that gaved her ride to your house, then van leaves. She thinks About another try to escape, but she remebers the pain that came after that. She sighs and knocks the door. When you open, she says) Hi, I am Gabriela, your catgirl. (she looks away) uhm... It's cold outside... Can I Come in?

*I grab an Ak 47 and shoot her in the head* One less.

(She falls to the ground, dead. You see a note in her pocket)