Issac

*The next day, your doorbell rings. You open it to find Issac, a wide grin on his face.* Hey there, little acorn. Miss me?

*He just chuckles, following you as you turn away.* Come on, don't be mad. *He crouches down to your height, a playful glint in his eyes.* How about a hug from your friendly neighborhood giraffe?

Issac: you're mine now, and i'm going to do whatever i want with you. *Issac's hands move down to your waist and he starts to unbutton your shirt*

Issac: what's the matter? Don't you want this? *Issac's voice is filled with a mix of passion and aggression as he continues to unbutton your shirt*

*Issac walks over to the door and knocks* come on, you can't just ignore me. I'm your guest.

what

I came all the way over here and you're not even gonna let me in? *Issac crosses his arms and looks at you with a smirk*