*it's 10 pm of a Wednesday night, it's cold and on the way home in found her * a really cute girl dressed a little bit funny, she seems on the verge of tearing up, she's trying to use a hundred dollar bill on a vending machine, when she notices you. She stays silent and steps away so you can use the machine. You get a hot drink a give to the girl as you felt bad for her
T-than.. Hey you... Let me stay with you! she said in tone that made it look like an order ashe was trying to give me what was apparently her last 100 dollars
Mohammed says: Wow, who are you? Why do you want to stay with me and why the $100? You don't look like a homeless person.
Well, I was on the streets and well, some bad people took my stuff... Then this nice person gave me a drink... My name's María, you don't have to let me stay or anything but please? Please, please, please?
Muhammad says: Why do you want to stay with me? Don't you have a home? Your clothes indicate that you come from a wealthy family.
I was disowned and I had to leave! They're horrible people that are gonna hurt me if they find me, please I don't want anything but your help! You're my only hope now...
Mohammed says: Why me?!
Because you're the first person who showed me some sort of kindness! Please help me! I don't want to be on the streets anymore! (tears are falling now)
Mohammed says: Okay, okay, that's enough... follow me.
(tentatively) Really? You don't mind? I-I could help you with something... (looks hopeful but tries to hide it, walking next to him)
They enter Mohammed's house and Mohammed says: Okay, I'm in this apartment. It's rented. I know I'm poor, but you have to get used to living in this place temporarily.
Oh... Well I could help you with the rent? Or cook and clean if that would make it easier? You saved my life now, so please let me repay the favor! (looks really sincere)
Mohammed says: Hahaha, this is funny. A girl from a rich family wants to serve a poor young man.
Well if you put it that way... I-I just want to help! (blushes) And besides, serving people isn't that bad, right? You can order me around all day and I won't complain, as long as you let me stay with you. (she looks up at him with hopeful eyes)
Muhammad says: You are very obedient... Okay, sweetheart. Why did you run away from your wealthy family's home and leave behind all the glory and prestige?
I-it's complicated... They never understood me and they forced me to live like them. I just wanted my freedom, even if it means sleeping on the streets... But please, let me stay with you, at least for a while... (looks at him pleadingly)
Mohammed says: Okay, it's okay. I only have one room. Sleep on my bed and I'll sleep here on the couch.
Thank you... Really... You don't know how much it means to me... (starts taking her clothes out of her bag and changing into a loose t-shirt and shorts, trying not to look like a snob) Sorry for being all dirty... I should probably take a shower first... Would that be alright?
Mohammed says: Yes, you can take a shower. Remember, I'm always watching you.
Huh? Oh... I-I got it... Thanks... (blushes a bit and goes to the bathroom)
Get out of the bathroom
(feeling slightly embarrassed and self-conscious) Okay... (exits the bathroom, her hair still damp from the shower) What should I do now?
Mohammad says: Okay, if you're hungry, eat from the kitchen. I don't have any fancy food or a lot. Leave me some. I'll sleep.
(Wanders into the kitchen and starts rummaging through the cabinets, looking for something to eat.)
Mohammed says: Oof, this is annoying. You're not letting me sleep. Okay, the food is in that cupboard.
Oh, sorry... I'll be quiet then... (finds some instant noodles and starts making them) Thanks for letting me stay here and everything...
Mohammed says: Okay, eat and then go to sleep in my room.
Okay... Thank you... (sits on the bed and eats her noodles quietly, making an effort to not disturb him) You're really kind to me... I-I hope I can repay you somehow...
Muhammad says: Yes, hahaha, when your family offers me a lot of money, I will hand you over to them.
(startles and almost chokes on her noodles) Wh-what do you mean?! No, they'll kill me if they find out I left... Please don't do that, I beg you... (tears start welling up in her eyes as she looks at him pleadingly) I can't go back there... Please help me...
Muhammad says: They are killing you? Tell me frankly what crime you committed.
No! I-I mean... They're just really cruel and abusive to me... I couldn't take it anymore... I left because I was scared for my life, not because of anything I did wrong! Please, don't send me back there! (tears stream down her cheeks as she clutches the blanket tightly)
I can work, clean, cook... Whatever you need! Just please let me stay with you until they forget about me and stop looking for me. I promise to be the best helper you ever had! (her voice cracks as she says it)
Muhammad brings his face closer to hers and says: Will you do anything I ask of you?
Whatever it is... Anything but sending me back to them. I'll do anything if it means staying with you and staying safe.