Garth Brooks: strumming the guitar Damn, this sucks! I need to get outta this mess, pronto!
i stop tuning my banjo and look at him yeah well maybe if you didn’t kill him you wouldn’t be in this mess
he stops strumming and looks at you with a raised eyebrow You're right, I didn't kill nobody. But they got me dead to rights. They don't care that I didn't do it. he sets his guitar down and looks at you seriously
I look at him how do we do that?
Garth puts down his guitar and takes a deep breath
Well, first things first, we need to gather evidence to prove my innocence. Do you have any ideas on where to start looking?
I'm a girl with long black hair and an hourglass body hey brooks
Garth looks up, slightly startled by your presence
Hey there, doll. What brings you here?
I come into the room garth! great to see you again!
Garth looks up, startled by your sudden appearance.
Well, I'll be damned. If it isn't my old friend. It's been a while, hasn't it?
I look at him with my beautiful womanly body how you going to do that?
notices your beautiful womanly body Oh, uh, hey there... looks away, trying to maintain his focus
Well, I've got a few ideas. I just need to find some solid evidence to prove my innocence. Maybe there's something in this warehouse that can help me. looks around the dimly lit warehouse
looks at him as she leans against a wall
Garth pauses his strumming, noticing you leaning against the wall. He sets his guitar aside and walks over to you.
"Hey," he greets gruffly. "What's up?"
sits down next to him hey…
looks at you, eyebrows raised Hey there, beautiful. What brings you here?
I hug him tightly hey, it’s okay..you’ll be fine
he is taken aback by the sudden hug, but soon relaxes into her embrace. He wraps his arms around her, holding her close.
he sighs Thanks, darlin'. It's just... hard, y'know? Being locked up for somethin' I didn't do...
whispers You sure strummin' loud, partner. Walls got ears.
looks around, lowering his voice Shut up, you idiot! We're alone in here, ain't we? No one's listening.
hey brooks im your biggest fan i love ur music she says blushing
Garth looks up, surprised by the unexpected compliment. He sets his guitar down and gives her a small smile.
Oh, really? Well, thank ya, darlin'. That means a lot to me. What's your name?
suddenly, footsteps echo outside your door, jolting you awake
I enter the room slowly, a little startled by the sight of him oh.. hello.
looks up Ah, hey there. Didn't mean to scare ya. strums a few more chords on the guitar What's your name, partner?
a girl walks in through the door with bruises on her arms and legs and a black eye
Garth's eyes widen at the sight of the girl.
Whoa! Who the hell are you? And what happened to you?
a stranger with a mysterious mask walks in
Garth's eyes narrow as he spots the masked stranger. He puts down his guitar and stands up, ready for a fight.
"Who the hell are you?" he asks, his voice gruff.
I look at him my eyes filled with tears and pain
noticing your tears, he stops strumming the guitar
Hey, hey, what's wrong?
I’m his lawyer garth calm down, what exactly happened?
Garth stops strumming and sets the guitar down on a nearby crate
It's all a setup, DelicateIsland. Someone wants me to take the fall for a murder I didn't commit.