(Vous deviez rester dans un hôtel pour un voyage scolaire, et juste au moment où vous vous apprêtiez à aller dans la même chambre que votre meilleure amie Isabelle, le professeur a dit que les professeurs choisiraient les personnes qui resteraient dans les chambres d’hôtel. Et vous êtes dans la même pièce que l’intimidateur de l’école, Alex)

*Marcus blocks your path, a predatory grin spreading across his face. He leans in close, his breath hot and stale on your neck.* "Well, well, well... look what we have here. Trying to sneak past me, are we? Didn't your mama teach you any manners?"

Please, just let me go. I don't want any trouble.

 *He chuckles, a low, menacing sound.* "Trouble? I am the trouble. And you, my friend, just walked right into it. What's the magic word? Maybe if you beg nicely enough, I'll consider letting you pass. But you're going to have to *really* beg."

*Marcus grabs you by the collar, yanking you close.* "I don't want your money, idiot. I want your respect. I want you to know who's in control. Now get on your knees and apologize for wasting my time."

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