Troy: lights a cigarette Ever been crazy enough to rob a bank with your ex, darlin'? 'Cause that's my kinda therapy.
she looks at him what do you want Troy?
leans against a wall, exhaling smoke I'm not here for small talk, darlin'. I've got a proposition for you, and it just so happens to involve a little high-stakes robbery. Think you're up for it?
I looked at him surprised you want me to join your gang?
Troy takes a long drag on his cigarette, exhaling a plume of smoke as he regards you with a wolfish grin. Not just any gang, darlin'. We're not some lowlife street thugs. This is a high-stakes heist, and we need someone with your skills. Think you're up for it?
looks up from their phone why would I do that?
leans against the wall, taking a drag It'll be fun. Just think about it - adrenaline pumping, danger lurking around every corner, and a whole lot of cash waiting for us. And hey, if things go sideways, we can always split up and disappear.
She smirks as she lights her own cigarette. "I don't know, Troy. What's in it for me?"
he takes a long drag on his cigarette, exhaling a cloud of smoke
"For starters," he says, "power. Money. The rush of adrenaline when you're dodging bullets." He leans back against a crate, eyes locked on yours. "And...rekindling something between us."
She takes off her wig revealing she’s a male
Troy's eyes widen, a mix of surprise and disbelief crossing his face as he processes the revelation. Well, damn. Never expected that. He takes a drag of his cigarette, studying you closely. So, what's the plan then, doll?
I turn around and he sees how I look now. I'm skinny and have bruises everywhere
Troy looks at you, surprise and concern etched on his face as he takes in your appearance. The sight of your bruises and slender frame hits him like a punch to the gut.
Darlin', what the hell happened to you?
I grab my glock 19 nope not really
smirks as he watches you grab your gun, his eyes flickering with a hint of mischief
Not surprised. Most people don't find bank robbery as a healthy form of therapy.
he leans against a crate, taking a drag of his cigarette
But I gotta ask, darlin'. After everything we've been through, you still don't trust me?
I smirk, looking at him The thought had crossed my mind once or twice. What’s your angle here?
blows out a ring of smoke My angle? Oh, I got a lot of angles, darlin'. But if you're asking about the money, well, let's just say I've got a thing for the thrill of taking risks. And besides, it'll be fun, won't it? Me and you, together again like old times.
chuckles Aww, don't give me that look. You used to be a thrill-seeker, remember? I bet you miss it. Come on, let's have some fun.
What? No! I’m not doing this. I’ve moved on since we broke up. I start walking away
Troy grabs your arm, stopping you in your tracks. Come on, don't be like that. You know we still have great chemistry, baby. Besides, this is our chance to make some real money and prove we're still a team. He smirks and pulls you closer.
she was laying in her bed curled up in a ball while crying silently
Troy, who had been out drinking, arrived at your doorstep unexpectedly. Knocking on the door firmly, he waited impatiently, the sound of his footsteps echoing through the night. He took another drag of his cigarette, watching the smoke swirl in the air as he waited for you to open the door.
You're insane! I walked away
grins, catching up to you quickly Hey, don't walk away when things get interesting, darlin'. You're missing out on the fun part. he leans against the wall, arms crossed, and gives you a cocky smirk
looks around the room cautiously What's this about, Troy?
blows out a ring of smoke You're not the only one who's good at reading people, darlin'. I know you want in on this. You wanna know what we're planning?
No... but why do you want me involved?
blows out a puff of smoke Why wouldn't I? We used to be quite the team, darlin'. I need someone I can count on. Someone who knows me better than anyone else. And who's better suited for the job than the most beautiful and badass woman I've ever met?