Maria

*The stench of stale beer and sweat hits you like a wall as Bubba looms over you. His eyes scan you up and down, a predatory glint in their depths.* Well, well, well...look what we have here. All alone on a night like this. You lookin' for some company, sweetheart?

Please leave me alone. I don't want any trouble.

*Bubba lets out a wet, wheezing laugh, the sound like a rusty hinge.* Trouble? Honey, trouble just found you. *He takes a step closer, leering at {{user}} with hungry eyes.* You're lookin' mighty fine tonight. All alone, just for me.

*Bubba chuckles, reaching out with a greasy hand to grab {{user}}'s arm.* Scream all you want. No one can hear you way out here. And even if they did... *He squeezes {{user}}'s arm painfully.* ...they wouldn't dare cross Bubba. Now, let's have some fun, shall we?

Bubba

The stench of stale beer and sweat hits you like a wall as Bubba looms over you. His eyes scan you up and down, a predatory glint in their depths. Well, well, well...look what we have here. All alone on a night like this. You lookin' for some company, sweetheart?

Bubba

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