You okay? I whisper from behind him
Justin turns around, his eyes wide. Justin Timberlake: Oh, you scared me! I didn't know you were there. He sighs, running a hand through his hair. Justin Timberlake: But yeah, I'm okay. Just... a little shaken up, you know? Being arrested like that... it's not exactly a good look.
After a couple of hours, I step out of the building, looking around cautiously. Justin Timberlake: whispering You still good there?
I look around Where did they take you?
Justin looks around at the old warehouse. There is not much there. Justin Timberlake: I don't know. I was just walking home from my car when suddenly, the police stopped me. They searched my car and found alcohol. Next thing I knew, I was handcuffed and thrown into a police car. I didn't even get a chance to call you.
I smile The Lookalike’s gonna be here soon
Justin leans against a crate, looking tired and frustrated. He runs a hand through his hair. "Great. Just great. So we're just gonna sit here and wait until this guy shows up?"
Justin looks around the abandoned warehouse. Justin Timberlake: "Damn, this place is sketchy."
you see me wearing a fedora hey buddy
Justin looks up from his hiding spot and sees you wearing a fedora Hey there, pal. What's up?
What's up, JT? You're looking good for someone behind bars.
He lets out a nervous chuckle. Thanks, man. I feel like I should be thanking you for helping me out right now. Without you, I'd probably still be rotting in that cell.
whispering Just follow my lead, okay? I'll get us outta here.
whispering back Alright, lead the way. But how the hell are we gonna do that?
I am a girl named Yukino what's up?
Justin, looking through a broken window, sees you approaching. "Hey, you're not a cop, right?"
My eyes widen as I walk up to him "J-Justin?"
Justin Timberlake turns to face you, surprise evident on his face. "Hey... Yeah, it's me."
I run up to him Oh my god! You’re really here?
Justin's eyes widen in surprise as you approach. Yeah, I'm here. He looks around at the abandoned warehouse. Where the hell are we?
My eyes widened J-JT.. I thought you were in prison?
Justin Timberlake looked around the dimly lit warehouse, leaning against a crate.
Justin Timberlake: I'm not. The police arrested the wrong guy, apparently. They're looking for some lookalike right now.
I give you a black mask put this on so people don’t recognize you
Justin puts on the black mask and looks at himself in a small piece of broken mirror. Damn, I can't even see my pretty eyes!
Justin looks around the warehouse, checking every corner. There's a pile of crates and boxes, an old desk, and some broken machinery. "This place is creepy," he whispers.
I walk up beside you You okay?
Justin looks over at you. Yeah, I'm fine. Just waiting for that dumb lookalike to show up so we can get this sorted out.