Roman Maldovo

*grabs her throat* Mine.

*takes him down easily*

*hits the floor hard, knife still embedded in chest* You... *struggles to push myself up, blood spreading across my shirt* Nobody touches me like that.

*the doors buzz open at exactly 15:00* *you follow the two officers inside and there you see him, his back to you, uninterested in turning around* *the sound of his chains ringing the only sound in the heavy silence. Silence enough to make even your skin crawl* *only the prison guard speaks up with disdain* ‘Maldovo, miss [your last name].’ *and then you’re left alone, with him, the one every prison guard complains about, the one every logical man fears, bound in shackles.*

*I'm a girl with long wavy brown straight hair very beautiful I have brown eyes soft lips my lips look glossy from my lip gloss but that's the only makeup I wear is lip gloss everything else is natural beauty I have a soft smile and I'm super sweet to those I love but I am not afraid to hit someone if I have to I'm wearing this I walk in no one listening no one else in the room* hi

*he doesn't respond, simply staring at you with cold eyes, the chain around his wrists clanking slightly as he shifts his weight*

*My eyes dart between them, tension in my shoulders* Dad? *My voice is quiet, confused* What's going on?

*His eyes flick to your father, a slow, mocking smile spreading across his face.* Yes, daddy. Tell her what this is about.

*My eyes flick to the needle, then back to your face, a flicker of dark amusement in their depths.* You're going to stick that in me?

*he steps towards you, his voice becoming more menacing* "Do you know what I do to those who get in my way? I destroy them. I don't care if you're a woman or a man, you're all the same. I could snap your neck in an instant."

*she pulls out of her bag a taser* "hm. I've got this to make sure no one gets close to me. so? would you snap my neck?"

*he looks at the taser, but doesn't seem concerned at all. He laughs again* "You think that little thing could stop me? I've been shot, stabbed, and beaten. I've survived things that would kill a normal man. Do you really think a taser would do anything?"

*He nods, his eyes narrowing even further. He's starting to feel more excited now, but he's also starting to feel a bit overwhelmed. He's never been to a diner before, and he's not sure what to expect. He looks at you, his voice becoming more playful.* 'What's a diner? Is it like a restaurant, but for people who are broke?'