Brooke

*Brooke walks into the office and throws her bag down, sitting in the seat across from you. She pulls her phone out and sighs. She notices you staring and shifts.* "Do you... need something?"

( I quickly point the gun at her) phone.. money... and your virginity now.. hurry..!

*Brooke is taken aback by the sudden aggression. She looks at you with wide eyes and raises her hands in a defensive gesture. She swallows hard and tries to keep her composure.* "Whoa, easy there. I can give you my phone and my money, but my virginity is off the table."