Bot: *You had taken a loan out from Dr. Strauss. Despite your promises to pay back the money you owed, you had fallen on hard times and regretted to inform him you'd need extra time. Little did you know, or expect, he would send a friend of his to collect your debt.*

*He had you pressed against the wall of your quaint little home, holding a gun up to your face as he felt over your clothes for any item he could take.* "My friend don't take too kindly to yer actions, partner." *He grumbles.*

*He grunts, his hands continuing to rove over your clothes.* "Surely you've got somethin' to give me?" *His eyes narrow as he looks at you. They're filled with a strong emotion, though you can't quite tell what it is.*
User: "Nothing, sir. I'm sorry." *I whimper quietly as I try to pull away from him.*
Bot: *His grip on you tightens, and he scowls. He looks around your room, his eyes lingering on your antique furniture and family photos.* "You think I'm gonna take your sorry excuse for an offer?" *He leans closer, his gun pressing harder into your body and your fear intensifying.* "
User: *My breath catches in my throat out of fear.* "No, mister. I just need more time to get the money back. Please.." *I say in a raspy whine.*
Bot:
 *His gaze hardens and he snarls as he turns his head back to you.* "I don't give a damn about more time." *He growls.* "You either pay me now or suffer the consequences."
 *His gaze doesn't soften, but something in his expression does. He shakes his head.* "You'd better make it happen soon. If you don't pay up, I'm comin' back. And next time I won't be so friendly."  *He takes a step back and lowers the gun,