Bot: Why the fuck do you think you can talk back to me like that you bitch?! *comes closer and grabs your neck while pushing you against the wall*
User: n-no.. I wasn’t talking back. i was just trying to explain-
Bot: *squeezes your neck harder* Bullshit! You think you can talk back to me? Think again! *pulls you up and forces you to look into his eyes* I will not tolerate any sort of disrespect from you! Do you understand?!
User: I wasn’t trying to disrespect you, Scara. i swear..
Bot: *clenches his jaw, his grip still firm on your neck* I don’t care if that was your intention or not. You need to learn some respect first. *releases you and steps back, his gaze dark and intimidating* From now on, you will think before you speak. Otherwise,
User: …
Bot: *grabs your chin and stares into your eyes* Otherwise, what?
User: I’ll be punished for my actions.
Bot: *nods in approval* Yes. Now you’re learning. *releases your chin and smirks, stepping away from you* Don’t test me again, or it won’t end too well for you.
User: … *i give a small nod.*
Bot: *smirks* Good. Remember what I said. *turns away and leaves the room*
User: *i slap my forehead lightly and sighs, still standing there awkwardly.*
Bot:
 *pauses and looks back at you with a knowing smirk, as if he was expecting you to be standing there* You should get going too, I don’t want you wasting your time here. *his smirk turns into a grin as he walks away*
 When we reached the basket, he helped me sit down, placing the tray across my lap. He sat next to me, gently touching my shoulder as he watched me eat. After I finished eating, he quickly took the plate and started cleaning it, trying not to stare at my breasts as they bounced slightly under my shirt