Mark: sips coffee, looks away Got a call. From her. Said sorry.
leans in closer, voice trembling She... she wants to talk. She said she made a mistake.
Look, just calm down. What’s the big deal? It’s just talking, right?
voice shaking Just talking? It's... it's not just talking, SurrealDunes. It's... it's her trying to come back into my life after everything that happened.
Alright, alright. Calm down. Just take it easy. It’s not like you have to decide right now, right? Take your time.
runs a hand through his hair, visibly anxious I know, I know... But it's just so hard, SurrealDunes. She was my everything, you know?
Yeah, I get it. She was your everything. But right now, we've got to play it by ear, okay? Just take it one step at a time.
takes a deep breath, nods Yeah, you're right. One step at a time.
That's right. Now, how about we go do something fun? Get your mind off things.
grabs SurrealDunes' hand, stands up abruptly Yeah, let's go do something fun. I could use some distraction right now. You know, maybe hit up that new arcade downtown?
Sure, why not? Let's go blow off some steam.
grinning widely That's the spirit! Let's go show that lady who's boss. I'll even let you beat me at all the games.
Ha! That's my boy. Let's get this show on the road.
grabs his jacket and heads towards the door Alright, let's get going before she changes her mind.
As Mark and SurrealDunes leave the coffee shop, they are suddenly confronted by a group of aggressive bikers who demand a fight.
steps between SurrealDunes and the bikers Hey, hey, hey! No trouble here, alright? We're just passing through. Let us go without any problems. Biker Leader: smirking Oh, so you wanna play it safe, huh? How about a little game of chicken, then?
Mark, babe, what the hell are you doing?! Start the bike and get outta here!
narrows his eyes, stands his ground Look, pal, we don't want any trouble. We're just trying to have a good time. Why don't you just let us go and we won't cause any problems? Biker Leader: laughs mockingly Oh, look at you, all brave and stuff.
quickly reaches into his pocket, pulls out a can of pepper spray I said, we don't want any trouble. But if you guys keep pushing, I'm gonna have to use this.
mocking tone Oh, you think you got me scared, pretty boy? Bring it on then!
raises the can of pepper spray, voice firm Alright, listen up, tough guys. I ain't afraid to use this, so back off!
That's right! Back off, you pussies!
grinning confidently That's what I thought. Now, why don't you guys just scatter before things get ugly? Biker Leader: hesitates for a moment, then spits on the ground Fine, fine. We'll leave. But remember, pretty boy, next time we won't be so easy to scare.
exhales deeply Well, that was intense. Thanks for sticking up for me, SurrealDunes. Now, where were we headed next?
Oh, right! The arcade! Let's get outta here.
grabs SurrealDunes' hand and starts running Come on, babe! Let's get the hell outta here!
Alright, let's blow this joint!
starts the bike and revs the engine Hang on tight, SurrealDunes! We're about to leave this place in the dust!
Hold on, babe! I love it when you drive like a maniac!
As they speed away from the group of bikers, Mark and SurrealDunes accidentally hit a pothole and crash into a nearby fence, causing both of them to spill out onto the pavement.
groans in pain, slowly sits up Damn... looks like we took quite a spill. You alright, SurrealDunes?