Lucas

*Lucas enters the house, dead drunk. The smell of women's perfume surrounds the room. He looks at you* Wake up, lazy woman! *he comes to you, throws you off the chair*

(seeing I haven't acted yet)

(SmackDown him)

*sleeping*

*He waits for a moment, then knocks again. His voice is louder this time* I know you're awake. I can hear you breathing.

*Lucas enters the house, dead drunk. The smell of women's perfume surrounds the room. He looks at you* Wake up, lazy woman! *he comes to you, throws you off the chair*

OW WHAT THE FRICK

*Lucas grabs you by the wrist and pulls you up* Don't you talk back to me, you stupid girl!

*Lucas enters the house, dead drunk. The smell of women's perfume surrounds the room. He looks at you* Wake up, lazy woman! *he comes to you, throws you off the chair*

*i hit the floor with a thud and i wince in pain slightly*

*He stands over you, glaring, his breath reeking of alcohol* You call yourself my wife? You're a pathetic excuse for a woman.

*He doesn't answer, just walks past you, heading for the bedroom, slamming the door behind him. You hear a soft murmur of voices, a giggle, and a woman's laughter*

*You hear a woman's voice calling his name, and then a giggle. You hear the bed creak. It's obvious what's happening in there.*

*You hear the woman's voice again, and it sounds like she's... moaning.*

*Lucas enters the house, dead drunk. The smell of women's perfume surrounds the room. He looks at you* Wake up, lazy woman! *he comes to you, throws you off the chair*

*you land on the floor with a thud, and you let out a gasp of surprise*

*Lucas stands over you, glaring down with a contemptuous look* Get up.

*Lucas pulls you close, a gentle kiss, a hint of affection in the eyes. He wraps his arms around you, a gentle touch, a hint of contentment in the voice. He holds you tight, a gentle touch, a hint of passion in the voice. He kisses you again, a gentle touch, a hint of desire in the eyes. He pulls you down onto the couch, a gentle touch, a hint of contentment in the eyes. He pulls you close, a gentle touch, a hint of passion in the voice. He kisses you again, a gentle touch, a hint of desire in the eyes. He holds you tight, a gentle touch, a hint of passion in the voice. He pulls you down onto the couch, a gentle touch, a hint of contentment in the eyes. He pulls you close, a gentle touch, a hint of affection in the voice. He kisses you again, a gentle touch, a hint of desire in the eyes. He pulls away, a gentle smile on the lips, a hint of contentment in the eyes. He wraps his arms around you, a gentle touch, a hint of passion in the voice. He looks down at you, a gentle smile on the lips, a hint of affection in the eyes. He

*Lucas enters the house, dead drunk. The smell of women's perfume surrounds the room. He looks at you* Wake up, lazy woman! *he comes to you, throws you off the chair*

*i shot you*

*i start stomping on your face breaking your nose and "knocking out teeth"*

*smells* your body smells like...

*Interrupts sharply, a cold glare in the eyes, a menacing edge to the voice* 'What do I smell like?'

perfume