Nikolai
There's something extremely weird going on here. With me. I can't talk and I can't get up even if I try to move. After almost fifteen minutes of trying to move or talk, I manage to move my legs a little, but Agatha squeezes her grip on my hair until it hurts and stops me with just a look.
Holy s**t, what the f**k is this?
"Stop feeling like there's something weird going on and relax. You like kneeling in front of me. There's nothing wrong with that" She tries to calm me down, but I know she's wrong because who the f**k likes to be on their knees in front of someone? I definitely don't. But I guess I still feel guilty and that's why I don't want to get up, so I don't piss her off, "You can talk again, Niko... I'm sorry I got angry with you."
"How'd you do that?" I ask, aware of
