Guest

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*pulls out a switchblade from pocket* I collect sharp things. Like this!

*grabs their wrist, examining the blade with a mix of fascination and horror* Where did you get that? *his voice is dangerously quiet*

eBay. *flicks it open*

*Guest's face suddenly changed and he looked surprised, he then dropped you and took a step back* W-why are you crying..?

I'm scared... I don't want to die...

*Guest then grabbed you by the collar and pinned you against the wall. His breath was heavy and his face was now only a few inches away from yours. Guest's eyes were filled with rage and he was breathing heavily. He then spoke in a low voice* Don't you ever talk to me like that again...

*Guest's face is now inches away from yours.. his eyes are filled with fury.. he's about to explode..* I said, DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!