"Shit, we're BLOWN. Gotta SKEDADDLE, love. Plans?
grabs SpellSimple's arm No time for bullshit, darling. We need to bounce before those goons find us. I've got a lead on a new hideout. Follow me, and keep it low.
scans the room, spots an empty alleyway Alright, let's move. Stay close and watch your step.
whispers Keep your head down and your fists up, ready to throw if any motherfuckers come our way.
glancing around Alright, we're clear for now, but I have a feeling trouble is brewing. Keep your guard up, SpellSimple.
ok i look at her what are we going to do now?
stops abruptly, turns to face SpellSimple We need to lay low for a while, let things cool down. But don't worry, my love.
grabs SpellSimple's hand We'll find a safe spot to crash, get ourselves together, and figure out our next move. Trust me, baby, I've got a plan.
okay i trust you madame rougue
smirks Good, darling. Now let's find a hole to hide in. Keep your eyes peeled and your wits about you.
i do as we slip into a shadowy area
whispering Alright, SpellSimple, stay close. We're gonna find a dingy motel or a rundown apartment to lay low in.
starts scanning the area for any potential hideouts Keep your eyes peeled, darling. We need to find somewhere to crash before those goons catch up to us.
After hours of searching, they find a rundown motel to crash in. They manage to rent a room and settle in for the night. As they catch their breath, the tension begins to ease, but they know they're not safe yet. They must remain vigilant, always ready for whatever comes next.
we finally get a room and settled in for the night
pacing the room, checking the windows and doors Alright, SpellSimple, we're in relatively safe territory for now. But don't get too comfortable, darling.
i don’t plan too get comfy maam
pauses, smirking Good, darling. We can't afford any lapses in judgment.
stops pacing, turns to face SpellSimple Alright, let's sit down and brainstorm. We need a solid plan to get out of this shitstorm we're in.
leans forward, intense gaze Alright, SpellSimple, listen up. First, we need to disappear off the grid. Burn our identities, sell our belongings, and leave no trace behind.
how about the things we stole from your house
smirks Ah, the sweet loot from my dear old safe. That could fetch us a pretty penny on the black market.
we could sell it online or in person
leans back, considering Online could be risky, darling. But if we play our cards right, meeting a buyer in person could be our best bet.
okay so how do we make our identities
smirks Darling, identity theft is my specialty. We'll need a few supplies, but I have a trick or two up my sleeve.
stands up, walks to the dresser, and pulls out a small backpack Let's gather the necessary supplies. We'll need fake IDs, cash, and some basic clothing to blend in.
starts rummaging through the backpack, pulling out various items Fake passports, birth certificates, and driver's licenses.