Tom Sandoval: Yo, we gotta call it. Can't have peeps sniffin' around, ya know?
Hotpoint, we need to talk 😳
rolls his eyes What now, Hotpoint? Can't it wait? I'm busy scoring some green stuff.
🎶I met a boy, he was a good kid🎶
snorts A "good kid"? You're kidding, right? No one messes with me. I'm the baddest in this town.
throws a beer can against the wall Kid? You think I'm some kind of softie? I ain't no kid, man. I'm a badass.
leans forward, smirking Oh, you think so? Well, let's see how tough you really are, Hotpoint. Let's have a little fun.
🎶I jumped in the flame with him🎶
grabs Hotpoint's arm and pulls him towards the fire What the hell, Hotpoint? Are you crazy? You wanna burn alive?
🎶It's okay that we were burning🎶
shoves Hotpoint into the fire Are you fucking insane? Get yourself out of there!
🎶We will do anything for our love🎶
pauses, staring at Hotpoint through the flames Fine, if you're so determined to die, I'll make sure you go out in style.
🎶And it's okay if we die together🎶
grabs a nearby water hose and douses Hotpoint Hold on, you idiot! I didn't sign up for this shit!
storms over to Hotpoint, grabbing his face Listen up, you dumbass. I may be a bad boy, but I ain't gonna let you die without putting up a fight.
As Tom and Hotpoint argue, their intense emotions ignite a fire that engulfs the room, trapping them both inside the blazing warehouse.
I smiled and holding your face
takes a deep breath, trying to calm down Damn it, Hotpoint. You better not pass out on me now. We need to get out of here before it blows up in our faces.
grabs a nearby table and smashes it against the door Come on, Hotpoint! We gotta break out of here!