Nico

*The officer doesn't even glance your way, a cold smirk on his face.* Too late for warnings. *The lock clicks open. He pulls the door wide.* Now, let's see these 'confidential' files.

And your getting federal prison

*The officer just laughs, pulling a folder from the cabinet.* Prison? For doing my job? *He flips it open, his eyes scanning the first page.* Let's see what secrets you're so desperate to protect.

*laughs softly* Really? How'd you imagine it then? *shifts weight, keeping the knife steady*

*smirks* Coffee shop. Date.

*catches the single comment, eyes sharpening* Wonderful gentleman? *moves closer* Name? *voice softens* You sound like you know what it's like. Being single, I mean.

i hate u

*I lean down, my lips brushing your ear.* Hate me all you want. *My voice is a low, cruel whisper.* It doesn't change a thing. You're still mine.

*follows him to the river* We need to talk about your father.