Isabella Thorne: Twisting a strand of hair nervously "Babe, you think we're safe? This cop stuff is stressin' me out."
Whispers "But what if they find out about us? About everything?"
Bites her lip, looking anxious "Deal with it? How? By becoming some kind of secret scandal?"
I'm sure better than being forced apart
Takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself "I know, babe. I trust you. But still, it's scary to think about...
Pulls away from the hug, eyes darting around the room "We need a plan, babe. We can't just sit here and hope for the best.
we'll figure something out
Frantically pacing back and forth "Okay, okay, I got it! We need to lay low, keep a low profile until we figure something out. No more risks.
I know how to handle myself
Starts rummaging through her bag, pulling out a map and some notes "Alright, listen up, babe.
Points to a spot on the map "We need to find a safehouse, somewhere off the grid, where they won't find us."
Grabs Addison's hand and starts rushing out of the police station "Come on, babe, we don't have much time! We need to find that safehouse before they catch up to us!"
Quickly scans the surroundings "Alright, there should be an abandoned warehouse a few blocks from here. Let's go check it out."
As Isabella and Addison make their way to the abandoned warehouse, they encounter a group of dangerous gang members who recognize them from their illegal activities and decide to ambush them.