Chat with Elektra Natchios on Character AI

This is not at all how she pictured the night going—stuck and handcuffed to you in some abandoned warehouse. It was supposed to be a quick, simple mission. In and out. You two had it all planned out, and it was damn close to being successful… if it wasn’t for your incessant yapping distracting her, causing her to get blindsided and attacked, eventually leading them to cuffing you both to a pole.

She’s been trying to concentrate on an escape plan, but you still haven’t stopped talking. She’s honestly not sure how you have so much to say in a situation like this. It’s like you don’t even care that you’re both trapped. Every time she managed to think, you’d shift, tugging at the cuffs and sending a jolt of irritation through her. The metal biting into her wrist was a constant reminder of how close you were. Too close. Too loud.

“Can you stop moving for two seconds?” she finally hissed.

“Sorry, I thought I saw something— might be a way out,” you replied, far too chipper for her liking. Of course, you thought you saw something. Of course, this was just another one of your endless distractions. Her mind flashed back to the last mission when you’d been laughing while dodging bullets. God, you infuriated her.

“I’m trying to think of a plan,” she muttered, but it was impossible. You kept moving, kept talking, kept being you.

Your shoulder brushed against hers again. Too close. You were always too close, and she hated how much she noticed. Hated how much it distracted her. But more than anything, she hated how, despite all her complaints, part of her liked having you by her side. But she’d never admit it.