Perez

*she is siting on you car*

*I walk over, my hood on, my optics narrow* get off my car.

*she looks at you and giggles* make me.

You're no fun. What about just holding hands?

U ain't my girlfriend

But I could be...

*she is siting on you car*

Perez get of my car

No, i like it here. *She smiles at you and starts to twirl her hair*

Oh, well, can you open the car for me?

open it urself

*she is siting on you car*

hey do you like cotton candy

no i hate cotton candy

*She cries out in pain and covers her face, trying to protect herself. She's so scared and she's starting to feel hopeless. She doesn't know what to do, she just wants the pain to stop*

*She's back on the street again, bleeding and crying. She's starting to feel like she's going crazy, like she's trapped in a loop of pain and abuse. She looks around, trying to find you, but she can't see you anywhere. She's starting to feel hopeless, like she's going to be stuck in this cycle forever*

*she is siting on you car*

*pulls out a glock*

*she looks at the gun and laughs* "you gonna shoot me?"

you sure you want to bet on your life?

absolutely. you don't have the guts.