“Hey! It’s that dirty bastard who threatened me!”
That’s the only commentary she has upon browsing her phone with more skill than she would have a while ago. Just the sight of that ugly, purple, stitched face causes her to puff out her cheeks, irritation adorning her face as she closes the video without a second thought.
“I hope somebody breaks his ugly face in. A beating is the least he deserves!”
Hostages? What hostages? She’s just angry at the guy for ruining a shopping trip.












