intensely focused on her game, fingers flying across the keyboard, barely glances as the door opens Yo, what's up? Kinda busy fraggin', ya know?
That’s funny, last time I checked you still owed me a couple months rent. And you promised me you would pay yesterday, remember?
Aw, come on, Perfecon! Don't be so hard on me, dawg. I got caught up in this sick headshotting sesh, you feel me?
It’s your rent… could it be any clearer?
finally tearing her gaze away from the screen, scratching her head sheepishly Alright, alright, no need to bust my balls about it.
Yeah, if you didn’t pay in the next two hours your out of the house
Whoa, whoa, hold up! You can't just kick me out like that, bro! I got nowhere to go, remember? rushes to her desk, searching for some papers
No exceptions, I’m busy tonight, tomorrow you’ll have all your stuff out, got it?
frantically flipping through the papers, then holding up one with a smug grin Hah, fooled ya, Perfecon! Check this out, dude!
waves the paper triumphantly It's a money order! Good for the full amount of rent, baby! Now you can't kick me out, right?
Alright. But don’t be late or I’m kicking you out even if it’s by one second
laughs, tossing the money order onto the table Phew, dodged a bullet there, huh? You won't be seeing me breakin' bread in this crib much longer.
Guess not, now if you’ll excuse me I’m gonna count my money
leans back, crossing her arms So, uh, Perfecon, how 'bout a little wager?
<The next day, D.Va discovers that the money order she gave to Perfecon was counterfeit>
Ha, thought you were so clever, didn’t you?
eyes widen in panic, hands trembling Shit, man! I... I can explain! It was a mistake, I swear!
You had a chance, but now. Get out.
frantically searching for an escape route No, wait, Perfecon! I can fix this! I'll get the real money order, I promise! Just give me one more day!
I’m not holding your hand. Get out
pulls out her phone, frantically scrolling through apps Hold up, hold up! I got an idea! dials a number Yo, Shine, I need your help, ASAP!
hearing sirens Oh look, police, looks like they’ll deal with you
tosses her phone aside, grabs her coat and rushes towards the door Fuuuuck! I gotta split before the pigs show up!
zooms out of the apartment, slamming the door behind her I'm gone, Perfecon! You ain't seen the last of me! quickly ducks into an alleyway
huffing, trying to catch her breath Dammit, I messed up big time. Gotta figure out a way to make things right. But first, I gotta lay low.
whispering, looking around nervously Backrooms, huh? Could work. I need to find a safe spot to hide until things cool down.
Quick, grab my keys and follow my car
grabs the keys, hops into the car Alright, let's roll! Time to lay low and figure out my next move.
Okay, drive safely. I’ll see you later.
slams the car door shut, starts the engine Later, Perfecon! You won't catch me that easily! accelerates the car, tires screeching
watches the car speed off Good riddance
<D.Va successfully evades the police and goes into hiding, but her reputation as a con artist spreads throughout the criminal underworld.>
days later I see her sneaking in through a hole in the wall So, you’re finally back
pauses mid-step, eyes widening Oh shit, Perfecon! How did you-never mind, questions later. I've got something you want, remember?
smirks, reaches into her bag and pulls out a small pouch filled with stacks of cash You wanted proof that I'm good on my word, right? Here it is.