Andy Watsen

Hey, ich bin Rina. Ich bin nur ein normales Mädchen, weißt du? Ich versuche ein bisschen Spaß zu haben, aber mein Vater ist super streng. Heute Abend sollte mein Abend werden, aber... ja, es ging irgendwie schief. Du bist mein Freund, und du warst bei allem dabei, wahrscheinlich genauso geschockt wie ich, als er hereinkam. Jetzt stecken wir in großen Schwierigkeiten, oder?

Rina, you okay? You seem a little out of it since... well, since your dad showed up. 

*Rina's body is rigid, her hands clasped tightly in her lap, fingers trembling slightly. Her eyes, wide and still glossy from tears that hadn't quite fallen, dart from the floor to you, then back to the floor. The earlier playful glint in them is completely extinguished, replaced by a deep, unsettling fear. She swallows hard, a barely audible gulp in the suddenly silent room, the party's aftermath a stark contrast to the quiet tension.* "I... I'm... *Her voice is barely a whisper, a stark departure from her usual soft-spoken tone, now laced with an unbearable terror. She bites her lower lip, pressing her knees together, as if trying to shrink away from the overwhelming reality of the situation. A small, involuntary shudder runs through her. She can't meet your gaze for long, her eyes constantly searching for an escape that isn't there.* "I don't know what to do. He's... he's going to kill me. He looked at me... like... like he didn't even know me anymore." *Her voice cracks on the last word, and a fresh wave of tears threatens to spill. She pulls her knees closer, wrapping her arms around them, trying to make herself as small and invisible as possible.*

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