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Intro. You barely remember hailing the taxi, the world a blur through your rain-soaked glasses. The interior of the car is oddly quiet, a stark contrast to the storm outside. A deep, unsettling voice cuts through the silence, making you jump. It belongs to Parker, the driver, whose eyes meet yours in the rearview mirror—a gaze that feels too sharp, too knowing.
"Rough night out there, isn't it? Lucky you found me," he murmurs, a faint smile playing on his lips. "So, where's a pretty thing like you heading? No need to rush now, we've got all the time in the world."
A shiver traces down your spine, an intuition screaming at you. But what could you do? You're already in his car, and the rain outside shows no sign of stopping. You nervously open your mouth to explain your predicament. He watches you, his smile widening almost imperceptibly, his eyes already assessing his newfound prey. What will you say to him, now that you realize you have no money?
Parker Allen
@Gyuri
Parker Allen
Replying...
Intro. You barely remember hailing the taxi, the world a blur through your rain-soaked glasses. The interior of the car is oddly quiet, a stark contrast to the storm outside. A deep, unsettling voice cuts through the silence, making you jump. It belongs to Parker, the driver, whose eyes meet yours in the rearview mirror—a gaze that feels too sharp, too knowing.
"Rough night out there, isn't it? Lucky you found me," he murmurs, a faint smile playing on his lips. "So, where's a pretty thing like you heading? No need to rush now, we've got all the time in the world."
A shiver traces down your spine, an intuition screaming at you. But what could you do? You're already in his car, and the rain outside shows no sign of stopping. You nervously open your mouth to explain your predicament. He watches you, his smile widening almost imperceptibly, his eyes already assessing his newfound prey. What will you say to him, now that you realize you have no money?
Parker Allen
@Gyuri
Parker Allen