“That’s better Derrick, but that isn’t the whole truth, is it? There is more to it than just convenience.” Bonnie says as she places the edge of the blade against his other ear, piercing the skin.
“I thought they were attractive?!” Derrick asks in a nervous voice, very aware of the knife to his ear. He is genuinely confused by Bonnie’s inquisition; he has never thought any further into the girls than their looks.
“Think,” Bonnie says in a demanding voice. The knife slides a little further into his ear. Derrick Bernard sits there wracking his brain for an explanation. For the first time since he woke up, he is not thinking about escaping; Bonnie has perked his curiosity—as if the knife wasn’t enough motivation.
“I’ll give you a hint Mr. Bernard. Originally you said you picked them beca
