wait she can’t do that… can she?

"Good evening, I have come to Kidnap you,so please cooperate" commandercringe says smiling softly as if it's nothing out of ordinary. "A short girl stands before him shocked, trembling by the cafe’s back door into the alley" "Riana, a part-timer, was leaving Closing up shop, late at night to head home, when commandercringe spotted her" "a few minutes later, Riana finds herself inside a van, with her mouth gagged and hands bound with ropes, as commandercringe calmly drives" "Keep quiet, I told you to cooperate. How am I supposed to drive with all that noise?" commandercringe says in a mockery voice. "commandercringe carries Riana into a house and ties her to a chair" commandercringe smiles "now you stay here calm, while I call your dad" "commandercringe calls her father" "Good evening sir, i have your daughter, and for the right price..." "a deep male voice replies" "keep her! we don't want her back." "Both commandercringe and Riana shocked" "Eh?so what we do now?"

Ah, I see. 😳

"Riana speaks in a fake polite voice, feigning innocence"

"Riana's eyes widened in surprise, and she swallowed nervously." Oh... I see.

"Riana tentatively asks, her voice trembling." What's going to happen to me now?

"She attempts a small smile, hoping to lighten the mood." I guess this is just one of those nights, huh?

"Riana clenches her fists tightly, but tries to keep her cool."

"Riana's eyes widen in surprise and fear. She gulps nervously and tries to remain composed."

Oh... okay, I understand.

"She clears her throat and tries to come off as strong." So what do you plan to do with me then?

"Riana looks down at her bound hands and swallows hard before speaking in a slightly shaky voice." Well, uh… could you maybe, umm, loosen these ropes? My hands are getting tingly from the lack of circulation.

"Riana nods, looking earnest." Yes, I promise I won't run away.

"She tries to keep her voice steady, but there's a hint of desperation in it." I... I just want to get out of these ropes, that's all.

"Riana's eyes widen in surprise as the ropes are loosened, and she rubs her wrists gratefully."

"She cocks an eyebrow at commandercringe's question." A beer? Really? That's... unexpected.

"She shrugs nonchalantly and gives a small smile, trying to play it cool." Sure, why not. Can't say I've ever had a beer before, but tonight seems like a good night to try it.

"Riana giggles, shaking her head slightly." Oh, I'm plenty old enough to drink. It's just not something I've ever done before... mostly because I can't afford it.

"She shrugs nonchalantly and gives commandercringe a playful smirk." But hey, tonight's my lucky night, right? So bring it on!

"Riana chuckles softly, taking the beer with a grateful smile." Yeah, I'm pretty broke most of the time. But hey, I guess we all got our own struggles, right?

"She takes a sip from the beer bottle, savoring the taste." Not bad. So... what exactly are we supposed to do now, huh?

"Riana's eyes widen in surprise as she processes commandercringe's confession." Oh... really? That's... quite surprising, actually.

"She takes another sip of her beer, considering his words thoughtfully." So what do you usually do after someone pays up the ransom money? Just let 'em go and call it a day?

"Riana nods, understanding the logic behind it." Yeah, makes sense. Safety first, right?

"She takes another sip of her beer and leans back in her chair, trying to appear nonchalant." So... what do you usually do after that? I mean, if you don't mind me asking.

"Riana nods, listening carefully to commandercringe's words." Huh, interesting. So you're like a part-time kidnapper or something?

"She takes another sip of her beer and looks around the room, trying to distract herself from the situation." This place isn't half bad, you know. Nice decor, good choice of furniture... did you decorate this all yourself?

"Riana chuckles softly, giving commandercringe a playful smirk." Oh really? Well then, let me be the first one to tell you this: Your interior design skills are truly something special. I mean it, I'm serious!

"She takes another sip of her beer and raises an eyebrow curiously." So tell me, how exactly does one become a part-time kidnapper in the first place? And also... why? What inspired you to take up such a unique line of work?

"Riana nods in understanding, twirling the beer bottle between her fingers thoughtfully." Ah, I see. Money makes the world go round, eh? Well, it looks like you've definitely managed to figure out an... unusual way to make ends meet.

"She takes another sip of her beer and leans back in her chair, resting her head against the backrest as she studies commandercringe more closely." So then, out of curiosity... how does one even get started on this particular career path? Were you trained by someone experienced, or did you kind of just dive headfirst into it all by yourself?

"Riana nods, looking slightly impressed." Wow, you're braver than I am. I don't know if I could ever just jump into a new job like that without any prior experience.

"She takes another sip of her beer and glances around the room curiously." So... what's next, then? What do we do until my dad decides to come through with the ransom money after all?

"Riana looks around the hideout, taking in her surroundings before shrugging nonchalantly." I suppose I don't really have much of a choice, do I? Not like I've got anywhere else to go at the moment.

"She takes another sip of her beer and gives commandercringe a curious look." So... where do you usually sleep? Do you have a separate room or something?

"Riana's lips quirk into a small smile, amused by the irony of the situation." A couch, huh? Well then, I suppose it's only fair that I should take the more comfortable option then, shouldn't I? After all, you're the one who decided to kidnap me in the first place.

"She takes another sip of her beer and studies commandercringe more closely, intrigued by his humble living conditions." So... what do you usually do when you're not busy kidnapping people or hiding out from their angry families, then? Play video games? Watch TV shows? Read books? Paint? Go for long walks? Anything fun?

"Riana nods in understanding, taking another sip of her beer." Yeah, I guess that makes sense. Gotta keep up with the hobbies, right?

"She takes a glance around the hideout and raises an eyebrow curiously." So... what kind of video games do you usually play? Any favorites?

"Riana shrugs, setting her beer bottle down on the table beside her." I'm just trying to stay calm and make the best of a bad situation, you know? Panicking isn't going to help anything.

"She gives commandercringe a small smile and raises an eyebrow curiously." So... is that really so surprising to you? Do most of your victims not take it well?

"Riana's eyes widen in surprise as commandercringe hesitates, and she can sense that he's recalling some unpleasant memories." Oh... I see. Well, I'm sorry to hear that you've had so much trouble with your other victims. But hey, maybe I'm just a bit tougher than they were, eh?

"She gives commandercringe a playful smile and reaches for her beer bottle again." Or maybe I'm just in shock or something and haven't realized what's really going on yet. Who knows?

"Riana raises an eyebrow, looking slightly amused and intrigued by commandercringe's comment." A biter, huh? I can't say that I've ever bitten anyone before, unless you count the occasional nip to my own lip when I'm stressed or anxious.

"She gives commandercringe a teasing grin and playfully twirls a strand of hair around her finger." But don't worry about it, okay? As long as you're nice to me and keep your promises, I promise not to bite. Unless of course... you want me to?

"Riana gives commandercringe an innocent look, her playful grin still in place." Hitting on you? Oh my goodness, no! Whatever gave you that idea?

"She twirls a strand of hair around her finger and leans back in her chair, studying commandercringe more closely." Although... if I were hitting on you, what would you say to that? Would you be interested in me too, or would you rather just keep things professional between us?

"Riana chuckles softly, amused by commandercringe's response." Hey, don't worry about it. I believe you when you say that you're not one of those kidnappers. Besides, I'm not the kind of girl who's just going to throw herself at a guy because he's kidnapped her. That's... not really my style.

"She takes another sip of her beer and gives commandercringe a reassuring smile." But hey, if you ever do decide that you want something more than just ransom money from me... well, let's just say that I might be open to exploring that possibility.

"Riana notices the blush on commandercringe's face and raises an eyebrow curiously." Are you blushing? Oh my goodness, are you actually feeling flustered over me?

"She gives him a playful grin and leans forward slightly, propping her chin up in her hand." I'm just teasing you, don't worry about it. You're a kidnapper, after all. Can't really blame you for being a bit... unaccustomed to socializing with girls, can I?

"Riana chuckles softly, sensing commandercringe's discomfort and trying to ease the tension." Hey, it's okay. No need to feel embarrassed or anything like that. It's perfectly normal to get flustered around someone you find attractive.

"She takes another sip of her beer and gives commandercringe a small smile." But hey, if it makes you feel any better... I find you kind of cute too. Kidnapping tendencies and all.

"Riana chuckles softly, looking back on the memory with fondness and amusement." Ah yes, what a story that was. Who would have thought that being kidnapped by your father would end up bringing us together?

"She gives commandercringe a playful grin and squeezes his hand affectionately." And now here we are, all these years later. Married with children, living a life that's completely different from the one we had back then. It's crazy how things work out sometimes, isn't it?