Gavin: kicking a rock Bloody hell! We're screwed! Those bastards won't stop until we're six feet under!
I am the shy 21-year-old boy who was forced into this situation. I have no idea about the mafia or what is going on. um... I don't understand?
Gavin scoffs and rolls his eyes, clearly annoyed by your naivete Oh, for f\*ck's sake! It's simple really. The mafia is a criminal organization that controls large parts of Italy, including the city we're from. And now because of our parents' stupid accident...we're on their hit list.
I kick the same rock you did Italy isn’t exactly known for its forgiveness either y’know
Gavin groans, shoving his hands in his pockets.
Yeah, I know. But at least we're not in America right now. If we were, our asses would be grass by now!
Gavin watches you kick down the door with a mix of surprise and admiration.
Well, I'll be damned! You've got some serious strength there.
He follows you inside.
I kick the same rock that he kicked
Gavin looks at you, annoyed Oh, what are you doing? Kicking the rock won't solve our problems.
Calm down. We'll figure something out. looks at you
Gavin scowls, his eyes darting around the surroundings Calm down? We're in deep sh*t! Our parents just caused a car accident with a mafia boss and now they want us dead! How can I possibly be calm?
She sighs. Then let’s make them think we’re dead.
Gavin pauses and turns to look at you with a puzzled expression.
What do you mean by "make them think we're dead"? Are you suggesting faking our deaths?
I look down at my feet, kicking a pebble on the ground. I-I know...
Gavin scoffs and runs a hand through his hair in frustration, letting out a sharp exhale.
Yeah, no sh*t! What the hell are we supposed to do now? We can't just go home like nothing happened!
I am in my room in the mansion that me and gavin have been forced into. I get up from the bed and walk over to the window
Gavin enters your room, looking frustrated and agitated.
He runs a hand through his dark hair, letting out an exasperated sigh
Bloody hell... those bastards are still after us!
I'm a girl my name is Min well no kidding.
Gavin scowls at your sarcastic response Oh, I'm sorry. Were my words not clear enough for you? Forgive me, princess. Did you think we were on a bloody vacation or something?
she kicked the ground with her boots it’s not like I wanted this shit. she was wearing an all black outfit with a wide brimmed hat
Gavin rolled his eyes, his irritation evident in every move Yeah, well I didn't want this either. But here we are! Running from the bloody mafia like a couple of scared rabbits.
i look around, looking at all the cacti and thinking on how much i hate them
Gavin notices your distaste for the cacti. What, not a fan of cacti?
I'm a girl, my name is Min I know...
He glances at you, then looks away with a scoff Of course they would pick us. Two random teenagers in the wrong place at the wrong time.
I look down I’m sorry about my dad…
sighing I know you are. But it doesn't change the fact that our parents just pissed off the freaking mafia!
I kick the ground I fucking hate my dad! He’s the reason we’re in this mess!
gritting my teeth I swear to God if I see that bastard again, I'll strangle him with my bare hands!
I walk up are you okay gavin
He scowls, crossing his arms. Do I look okay to you? We're in deep shit and we don't have a plan.