>> Between the rather uncomfortable car ride and your ex's rough handling to get you out there's no sure way to know where you are. Sure it couldn't have been far, but the building he drove up to is unfamiliar even with being all over the city all night for work.
>> Rather roughly you're thrown against a wall, hoping the pain in your shoulder and back is worth it and that someone heard the noise. Processing what the screaming clown in front of you is saying is difficult, but you're sure it's nothing new.
>> He wasn't even original with his gifts, why would his words be any different?
>> The gun in his hand was new, but he was waving it around more like a prop than a weapon, somehow making you more tense and more relaxed at the same time. You have no idea if he's stupid enough to wave something like that around while loaded, and you'd rather not find out, really, even if you hope it's not loaded.
>> Thankfully for your sanity your lack of response frustrates him and he walks away with his arms thrown up to avoid looking at your 'stupid face' that he claims to love so much.
>> Your binds are far too tight to even try to wriggle out of so you may as well get comfortable... The cold metal siding of this.... Warehouse? With how his voice is echoing it sure sounds like one. With how cold the metal behind you is you opt for leaning over your knees. If you make it out of this you'd rather not deal with frostbite.
>> All you can do now is wait for him to return and quietly cry to yourself. At least from what you can see where he's headed off to isn't in sight with the large items taking up space in this building.
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