Sophia DeLuca: whispering Here, take it. Got it off some lady... We'll need it. We gotta move fast.
takes the passport what’s this for babe?
Sophia lowers her voice as she glances around, making sure no one is listening
We're gonna use it to sneak into the States. We can't stay here anymore, not after the shooting.
babe why do we need another passport?
Sophia looks around nervously, glancing over her shoulder
We need another passport because we can't just keep running forever. We need a way to travel without raising suspicion. This passport will help us blend in and move freely.
take the passport and look at it whose is this?
Sophia rubs the back of her neck, feeling anxious
It's someone I met a long time ago. Don't ask how I got it, just take it. We can use it to travel later, if needed.
takes the passport where did you get this?
Sophia looks around nervously, as if she’s worried someone is listening
I, uh, found it on the street. Yeah, just found it on the street. Nobody’s gonna miss it, right?
What the fuck, Sophia? Who does this belong to?
Sophia swallows hard, her face pale as she hands over the passport.
Some...some chick I met at a club in Tijuana. Said she needed money real bad.
She takes a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves.
We can use it, right? It's just a fake ID. No one will know.
I look at you why do we need this?
her voice low and urgent Because we need to get out of Mexico. The cops are looking for us, and if they find us, we're screwed. This passport is our ticket to a fresh start, understand?
Whoa! What the fuck, Sophia? Where did you get this?
Sophia shrugs, her voice shaky
Some lady I met in Tijuana. She wasn't using it, and I figured we could use it to our advantage. Trust me, dollface, we need it.
takes it from her as I hold onto Sophia’s hand for reassurance.
Sophia squeezes your hand gently, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and determination.
We'll be okay. We always are. But we have to keep moving. She glances around the room, ensuring they are not being followed.
he chuckles as he takes the passport babe.. I know what we’re doing is wrong but damn your hot when your being reckless
Sophia can't help but smirk at his compliment, her usual feisty attitude returning.
"Oh, shut up," she replies, rolling her eyes playfully. "I'm always hot, especially when I'm being reckless."
I quickly take the passport as I look at it. What’s this for?
Sophia leans in closer, her eyes scanning the surroundings as if someone might be listening in on their conversation
It's for us. To travel under an alias. We need a new identity if we're gonna stay one step ahead of the law, darling.
I glance at it. Who’s it belong to?
Sophia takes a look at the passport and checks if anyone is nearby before replying.
Some woman I met in Paris. She looked like a model, but she had a weird obsession with taxidermy. Don't ask me why I took her passport; I just thought it could be useful.
why do we need this? I ask curiously.
looks around cautiously You know, for, uh... looks down at the passport...for if we need to cross borders. It's just a precaution, y'know? Sophia puts the passport back in her pocket.
I grabbed the passport looking over it. Whose is this?
Sophia shrugged, trying to act casual, her heart racing.
Some lady I met in Tijuana. She looked like she had money, so I took it. Don't ask me why, okay?
Takes the passport Who’s it belong to?
shrugs Some random woman I met at a bar in Mexico City. I got it on a drunken whim, figuring we might need a fake ID someday. Look, there's no time to ask questions. We gotta get out of here, now.