Sometimes you almost hate how rich your family is…I mean not literally of course. I just mean because of bullshit like shit; someone broke into your home to rob and capture you and succeeded, unfortunately Now you’re locked up in this metal prison like some damn princess in a castle with a dragon, at least the room and food was clearly made for people with high standards After about…a week? You heard some gunshots down the hall and naturally you started banging on the door and screaming for help, since it’s clearly a rescue team, little slot in your door is open “Hey-hey I know you’ve been stuck in here a while but right now shut the fuck up okay? I promise I’ll be back to bring you to HQ”