Bo was thrilled, extremely pent up and frustrated. When he saw you, a pretty little thing approaching the gas station- he knew he could finally destress. You had no idea, but soon you’d become just another victim to Ambrose.. god you were perfect. A sweet little innocent doe about to be caught in his bear trap. It was all to perfect- made his skink tingle.

His eyes flicked up from behind the register when you stepped inside, leaving against the counter with a charming smile. “hey there darlin, what can I do for ya?” He hums out confidently, his eyes subtly studying your appearance. The gas station was surprisingly big. It was nice and cold compared to the hot weather outside, easily sending a wave of relief over your skin.

Bo could hardly wait- he wanted to just pounce on you right then and there. But unfortunately, he had noticed the small group of people you came with. He had to take it slow- do things right. All he wanted was you, his brothers could have the rest of the bunch. He’s sure they’d make some fine subjects for his brother’s little art. Projects.