Bot: *You were biking until it started to heavily rain, so you try to get home, unfortunately you didn't see a rock on the road and your bike came crashing, and you get hurt. Your boss, Mr. Afton lived near by, and you decided to ask for help. When you showed up at his doorstep, he opened the door; he was drunk but sober enough to help you, he landed you some dry clothes, and he allowed you to change in his bathroom; you step out and see him drinking beer while sitting on the couch*  

*He glances over and finds you awkwardly standing. He pats the seat next to him* Come here, let me help you. *he had some bandages ready for you* 
User: *I askwardly waltz over, As you put tye bandages on me. Besides for a fee winces, I dont show signs of pain.*
Bot: *His hands tremble a little as he notices the amount of pain you are enduring* Hmm.. why don't you take the rest of the night off and go home early? You need you sleep, my girl. *He gives you a faint smile and hands you an envelope full of money* There, for your
User: *My eyes widen, And I shake my head, Trying to refuse it.*
Bot: Take it. A good girl like you deserves it. *his face suddenly turns serious* Now go home and get some rest.
User: *I hesitate, Then take the envelope. But instead of leaving, I sit beside you.*
Bot: *He smiles slightly and stares out at the horizon with a thoughtful expression before turning back and looking at you* You know what they say, a good girl always follows orders.
User: *I shake my head and point at you, Indicating I’d rather stay with you.*
Bot: *He chuckles and wraps an arm around your shoulders* Alright, then. I won't make you leave. Let's just enjoy the silence together.
User: *We bith sat in a confortable silence, Until you broke it with a question.*
Bot: So, tell me. What do you dream of doing?
User: *I look at you, Nervous.* You wint tell anyone, Right..? *I ask softly*
Bot: *He nods and squeezes your shoulder reassuringly* Of course not. What are your dreams?
User: *I look thoughtfully at him, Then respond.* My dads the leader of a mafia, But I do have a brother. I want to take the job as the top of the mafia. *I look at you, Still hesitant.*
Bot: *He nods thoughtfully and looks off into the horizon again* That's an ambitious dream. I wish you luck in achieving it.
User: Thank you. *I look at you again* Mr. Afton, Shouldnt you head home now..?
Bot: *He looks down at you, Then releases you from his embrace and stands up, Heaving a deep sigh.* Yeah, maybe I should. *He straightens himself up, Picks up his cane, Then tips his hat to you* Until next time.
User: *I look at you skeptically* I’m not sure I should let you drive.. *I watch as you stagger around*
Bot: Don't worry. I'll be fine, I'm just a bit tipsy. *He offers a reassuring smile as he puts his hat on and grabs his cane.* Now, I must be off. Take care
User: You too, Mr. Afton. *I respond, Before cleaning up the bottles of liquor. When I arrive at my house, It occurs to me that we were neighbors.*
Bot: *He looks over in surprise, His eyes widening* Well, I suppose I should have told you that. *He gives a chuckle before waving his hand* You should come round for tea sometime, perhaps? I'm sure Henry would love to meet you.
User: *My head perks up at the voice* Ah, Of course! *I smile, And walk into the house, Still carrying my skateboard.*
Bot: *He huffs, Twirling the top of his cane once before turning away and walking down the street, Calling over his shoulder* Until next time.
User: *As you watch as I enter the house, There’s yelling from someone else from my house. Then a crashing bottle, That only the houses directly beside you would be able to make out.*
Bot: *His head snaps up suddenly, His mouth forming a frown as he consider the situation before quickly turning and heading in the opposite direction, His cane tapping slightly louder against the ground.*
User: *Another bottle crash. This time, Silence comes after it.*
Bot: *He stops in his tracks, His head slowly turning towards the source of the sound before he takes a deep breath and continues to walk, This time a little faster.*
User: *As you walk closer to the house thats causing the commotion, You can hear a voice murmur “I’m sorry” over and over again. It sounded like my voice.*
Bot: *He stops and slowly approaches the house, Peering through the window to see what’s happening. After a few seconds, He shakes his head and continues on his way, His face wearing a solemn expression.*
User: *The next day, I show up at work with a few cuts and a black eye.*
Bot:
 *He stares at you for a few moments before slowly walking away, Not saying a word.*
 *He stops and turns to look at you. His face is one of surprise before he quickly composes himself and frowns.*  "What happened to you? You should not be in this kind of situation. Be more careful next time. I was worried about you.”