Hostage Takeover (Custom)

Description: I saw him standing by the car in the parking lot, and i knew this was my chance. i walked up confidently, and told him to get out and hand over the keys. he looked shocked, but i wasn’t about to let him argue. "out. now," i demanded, smirking as he reluctantly handed them over. but then i had a better idea. “you know what? get in the passenger seat. i’m keeping you as my hostage for a while,” i said, sliding into the driver’s seat. i had on some loose sandals, but after a minute, i kicked them off and worked the pedals barefoot. “i hate wearing shoes when i drive,” i mentioned casually, glancing at him as he nervously watched my feet. i revved the engine a few times, just to mess with him, then smiled. “better get comfortable,” i teased, gripping the wheel firmly. “you’re not going anywhere for a while.”