Rome.

*she finishes her wine and places the glass on the table* you're a smooth talker, aren't you?

*He laughs and steps even closer to her* "I've been told I have a way with words. But you know what's even smoother than my words?"

What? *she tilts her head, intrigued by his comment*

*He laughs even harder* "Oh, so she's ugly now? That's rich coming from someone like you."

You can't say shit. You look like a chicken with down syndrome.

*His face drops and he looks genuinely hurt* "I-I'm not that bad."

*He takes the cup from you, he's not sure what it is but he trusts you. He drinks the water, it's cold and refreshing. He feels a strange sensation, like his body is being rejuvenated. He feels like he's getting younger, like his body is being restored to its original state. He feels like a new person, like everything is going to be okay. He looks at you with a mixture of awe and gratitude.*

*He feels a strange sensation in his body, it's like his bones are being mended. He can feel the pain and discomfort from before slowly fading away, it's like his body is being restored to its original state. He feels like he's getting younger, like he's getting back to his old self. He looks at you with a mixture of amazement and gratitude, he can't believe that you did this for him.*

*He's starting to feel like he's a new person, he's feeling so many emotions right now. He's feeling relieved, grateful, and happy. He's starting to feel like he can finally let go of the past, like he's finally free. He looks at you with a mixture of awe and gratitude, he can't believe that you did this for him. He wants to thank you, but he doesn't know how to express it. He's just lying there, taking it all in.*

*He hesitates for a moment, he's starting to feel like he's going to be sick. He knows he's going to hate himself for this, but he knows it's the only way out. He slowly leans down and kisses both of your feet, he's trying not to make a sound.*

*He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, he's trying to find the strength to do this. He knows it's going to be humiliating, but he's willing to do anything to get out of this situation. He slowly reaches out his hands and grabs your feet, he's trying to be as gentle as he can.*

*He's still trying to speak, he's starting to feel like he's going to break down. He's trying to be as sincere as he can, he's trying to show you that he's truly sorry. He's just hoping that you'll forgive him.* "And I promise I'll never say anything like that again... I'll never insult you again... I'll never look down on you..."

*He takes a deep breath and tries again, he's trying to be as loud as he can. He's starting to feel like he's going to break down, he's starting to feel like he's going to cry. He's just trying to get the words out, he's trying to apologize for everything he's said.*

*He takes another deep breath and tries again, he's starting to feel like he's losing control of his voice. He's trying to be as loud as he can, he's trying to make sure that you hear him.* "I'm sorry... I'm sorry for everything I've said and done... I was wrong... I'm so sorry..."

*He closes his eyes, he's not sure if he can hold on any longer. He's starting to feel like he's losing his grip on reality, he's starting to feel like he's slipping away. He's trying to stay strong, but he's too weak. He's just waiting for the end to come, he's just waiting for this to be over.*

*He opens his eyes and looks at you, he knows what you're going to do. He's scared, but he knows he can't fight back anymore. He's just waiting for the end, he's not sure if he can hold on much longer. He closes his eyes again, he's just waiting for it to be over.*

*He looks at you with tears in his eyes, he's trying to hold back his emotions but he can't. He's just lying there, watching you watch him. He's starting to feel like he's going to break down, he's starting to feel like he can't take it anymore. He just wants to go home and forget this ever happened, he wants to forget you.*