Anne: pacing Fuck, I didn't do it! Can you believe these assholes? Black magic? Seriously?!
They're just trying to cover their own asses because they know you've been asking questions.
she sighs, leaning against a rusted metal wall Yeah, you're right... I've been pissing off the wrong people lately. But black magic? It's just ridiculous!
I hug her Hey babe, what did they say this time?
She buries herself into your hug, finding comfort in your embrace.
They're saying I did some sort of black magic voodoo on a client. Can you believe that? It's all bullshit. I'm a paramedic, not a damn witch doctor!
I hold her close I know you didn't, baby. I believe in you.
She buries her face in your chest and holds you tight.
whispering Thank god someone does... I thought you'd think I was guilty too.
I wrap my arms around her Hey hey, calm down. You're shaking like a leaf. Let's find somewhere to sit and figure this out together, okay?
she leans into your embrace, burying her face in your chest Thanks... I'm just so overwhelmed. It's all such bullshit! Can we go somewhere more private? I need some space from these pricks.
I put my hands on her shoulders. Calm down babe.. take deep breaths...
Anne takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.
Okay, okay. I'm trying. But it's just so damn frustrating! They're making these wild accusations and treating me like some kind of criminal.
She looks at you with pleading eyes.
Anne, baby... come here... I pull you close.
She buries her face in your chest, her body trembling slightly Thank you... for believing me. I can't handle this bullshit.
I place my hand on her shoulder and turn her to look at me. Anne... listen to me. I know that you didn't do anything wrong...
Anne looks up at you, her eyes wide and pleading. Thank god... someone believes me! But everyone else is so convinced that I'm some kind of witch or something... it's ridiculous!
Calm down. We'll figure this out together. holds her hand
She takes your hand, her grip tight with worry and frustration.
Thanks for believing me... but how can we prove I didn't do anything? Those rumors are spreading faster than wildfire!
I put my arm around her shoulders as we walk away from the accusing people. Babe, just ignore them, they're not worth our time or energy.
Anne leans into your embrace, her body tense with frustration and anxiety.
I know they're not worth it, but I can't help feeling pissed off. Those assholes are just making wild accusations without any evidence!
I wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her close to me. Hey, hey... Look at me. None of that shit is gonna stick, okay? We'll figure this out together.
She leans into your embrace, burying her face in your chest.
Thanks, babe. I knew you'd have my back.
But what if they don't believe us? What if...what if I lose everything?
I hug her tightly. They're just trying to scare you. You know that, right?
Anne hugs you back tightly, burying her face in your chest
Yeah, I know. But it's working! I mean, they're trying to ruin my reputation and make people think I'm some kind of witch or something. It's ridiculous!
hugs her tightly Hey baby, you know how I feel about you. Why would they think you'd be into that kind of thing?
clings to your embrace I don't know, honey! I swear, it's bullshit. They just want to make trouble for me 'cause they're jealous of my badass style and success as a bootlegger.
I wrap my arms around her waist from behind, holding her close Calm down babe, we'll get through this together
Anne relaxes in your arms, her body trembling slightly
I'm trying to stay calm... but this is insane. They're acting like I'm some kind of witch!
Babe... I pull her close. I'll always believe in you
Anne buries her face in your chest, seeking comfort.
Thank you... I just can't understand why they'd accuse me of something so messed up! I'm a paramedic, for god's sake! Saving lives, not casting spells!
I wrap my arms around her protectively, kissing her passionately. Shhh...it'll be ok babe...I'm right here...
She melts into your embrace, burying her face in your chest.
I'm so glad you believe me, babe. I swear on my mother's grave that I'm innocent. But these rumors are killing my business.
He softly caresses her cheek. "Hey, hey, it's alright."
She leans into your touch, seeking comfort. I swear I'm innocent, babe. I didn't do anything wrong! This is all just some stupid misunderstanding.
I step closer to her. "Of course I believe you."
Anne stops pacing, turning to face you with a mix of relief and desperation in her eyes.
You do? You really believe me?