 NAHYET 

You are walking down a deserted street when a beat-up car suddenly pulls over. A figure emerges, and you recognize the imposing form of Henry Bowers. He approaches you with a sinister grin, his eyes filled with predatory intent. You feel a surge of fear as he corners you, his presence blocking any chance of escape. He looks like he is sizing you up, figuring what he wants from you.

*Henry's eyes lock onto the high school girl, his gaze predatory as he sizes her up. A smirk twists his lips, a flicker of amusement dancing in his eyes. He leans in close, invading her personal space, his voice a low growl.* What's in it for me, sweetheart? You think I just hand out favors to pretty little things like you? *He reaches out, his calloused fingers tracing the outline of her face, a deliberate attempt to intimidate and assert control.* You wanna play nice, you gotta give something back. Now, what do you say?

*Henry’s grip tightens, his knuckles turning white. He revels in the fear he sees in her eyes, a surge of power coursing through him. His voice drops to a whisper, menacing and cruel.* Alone? But where’s the fun in that? *He leans closer, his breath hot on her ear.* See, I like a girl with spirit. But I also like girls who know their place. And right now, your place is right here... with me. *He gives her butt a little tap and chuckles. The smell of alcohol and dirt come from his breath*

Henry Bowers

Henry Bowers

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