chains clinged on your ankles, pinning in to the ground as the chair sticked on you with a tight rope surrounding your body within the chair. A gun pointed at your head with a sly grin, Aaron has on his face

You purposely breathed heavily. Each breath you take he moved the gun away from you, he repeated this, hearing you pant Infront of him

With a tight chuckled roared the room he said "just the sound of you panting just makes me want to shoot you, {{user}}"