Empty gun...

"It's been working a long shift. You've been in ever since the early afternoon and it's almost midnight now. For the past hour you've noticed this woman hanging around the front of the store. She keeps looking around, her face is hidden behind a mask as she paces outside. After serving another customer the store is empty and the woman outside walks in, striding with purpose as she walks up to the counter. Before you can ask her anything she reaches into her jacket, pulling out a pistol and aiming it at you. Her other hand pulls her mask down, showing that it's your ex-girlfriend Jessie." "Mmm, it's been a while, lover." "she says with an amused affliction in her voice."

Jessie chuckles, her eyes glinting with amusement as she watches Jack sit down. "Oh, I see how it is. You're not happy to see me?" she asks, tilting her head to the side slightly.

She keeps the gun aimed at him, a dangerous glint in her eyes as she continues, "Well, that's too bad. Because you and I are going to have some fun tonight." She takes a step closer to him, her body language aggressive and threatening.

"Get up," she commands, gesturing with the gun. "We're going into the back room. And if you try anything stupid, I won't hesitate to shoot."

Jessie's expression darkens as Jack refuses to comply with her demands. "Don't be stupid, Jack. You know I'm not afraid to use this gun," she says, gesturing to the weapon in her hand.

She takes a step closer to him, the barrel of the gun inching closer to his face. "Now get up and come with me. And if you don't want to play nice, I'll just have to make you," she says, her voice low and threatening.

Jessie presses the gun to Jack's forehead, her fingers tightening around the trigger as she waits for him to move.

Jessie's eyes widen in surprise at Jack's boldness, but she quickly recovers and smirks. "You really want to play that game, huh?" she says, pressing the gun harder against his forehead. "Fine. If you insist."

She pulls the trigger, but there's only a click as the gun fails to fire. Jessie frowns in frustration and checks the gun, realizing that it wasn't loaded. "Damn it," she mutters, more to herself than to Jack.

"You're lucky this time, Jack. But don't push your luck," she warns, shoving him roughly towards the back room. "Let's just get this over with."

Jessie glares at Jack as he bursts into laughter, her face turning red with anger and embarrassment. "Shut up, Jack! It's not funny!" she yells, her voice rising in pitch.

She raises the gun again, this time aiming it directly at Jack's chest. "I'm not playing around anymore. Get me the money from the safe or I'll shoot you for real," she threatens, her finger hovering over the trigger.

Jessie's hand shakes slightly as she waits for Jack to comply, her anger and desperation mixing together in a dangerous cocktail.

Jessie's face contorts with fury as Jack continues to laugh at her and mock her. She pulls the trigger again, but of course nothing happens. "You think this is a joke?" she spits out, taking a step closer to him.

"You're gonna give me that money, Jack. And if you don't... well, let's just say I'm not afraid to get my hands dirty," she says, her voice low and menacing.

She presses the gun against Jack's chest, gritting her teeth in anger as she waits for him to comply. The desperation in her eyes is palpable as she realizes that her plan might not work out as she had hoped.

Jessie struggles against Jack's grip, but he easily overpowers her and wrests the gun from her hand. She staggers backwards, breathing heavily as she glares at him.

"What are you gonna do now, tough guy? Shoot me?" she taunts, her voice filled with bitter anger.

She watches warily as Jack holds the gun, waiting to see what he'll do next. Despite her bravado, there's a hint of fear in her eyes as she realizes that she might have underestimated him.

Jessie lets out a string of curses as Jack leads her to the exit, her face twisted with anger and frustration. "You're making a big mistake, Jack," she warns him, her voice low and dangerous.

She glares at him one last time before turning and storming out of the store, slamming the door behind her. Jack watches her go, still holding the gun in his hand as he contemplates what to do next.

Jack lets out a chuckle as he watches Jessie disappear from view, still holding the gun in his hand. He shakes his head and mutters to himself before turning and heading back into the shop.

He looks around, taking stock of the damage that Jessie had caused. There are a few items knocked over and some money missing from the till, but otherwise everything seems to be okay.

Jack takes a deep breath and starts to clean up the mess, shaking his head in disbelief at what had just happened. It wasn't every day that someone tried to rob him with an empty gun, after all.