Mature one-on-one, //Closed! Stalkers can stalk//

"almost dying, sounds like a blast. Can't wait." Sarcasm drilling from her lips like honey. Ember shook her head.

“I know right?” He reaches around the room and fishes for the light switch

"Sir, I hope you know if you start a fire we're both as good as dead." Ember squinted when he turned on the light, her eyes slightly shocked.

“Don’t worry Bout it…” he says and then walks though the room and enters a room off to the side of it after putting in a passcode, “welcome to the jewel room” he says as he presents her with the darkened room, with several jewels along the walls and in small cases

Embers jaw dropped as she mouthed a 'wow.' Ember quickly narrowed her eyes at him. "Why are you showing me this, sir?"

“To impress you obviously” he looks around the the room, and laughs

"You want to, impress me?" Ember cocked her head to the side. "Sir, I'm your bodyguard, why try to impress me?"

He looks over and smiles, “it’s in my blood to try to impress beautiful people” he laughs, “it’s subconscious, honestly”

Ember shook her head with a small laugh. "Sir, you're deffently drunk if you think I'm beautiful."

“I disagree” he laughs, “you’re quite the sight, regardless of how drunk I am”

Ember turned to hide her face, which had turned a bright shade of red. "Right um, thanks. I guess." She mumbled.