Jake

I got stuck in traffic... I'm so sorry

*he gets up from the couch and walks towards you* you know what happens when you're late, right?

*tears streaming down face* please Jake I'm begging you

I was having an execution but it failed

... what?

*backs away slightly* I told you the truth

*steps forward, backing you against the wall* 'We'll see about that.' *eyes cold, searching yours* 'You have no idea what I'm capable of.'

*tears welling up* Please Jake, just check...

*he doesn't let go of your arm and keeps pulling you towards the car. He pulls you close to the car and he starts driving. He's still driving towards the house and he starts driving towards the car. He's still driving towards the car. He's still driving towards the car. He's driving towards the house. He's still driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's driving towards the house. He's

Spierdalaj frajerze

*dark laugh* Polish now?