Ink: Gesturing to a faded tattoo on his forearm "Ya recognize this shit? 'S your goddamn doodle from way back."
gazes at it intently "Damn, ink...I 'bout forgot we both drew that crap on our arms!"
leans in closer "Remember when we were just kids, tryna express ourselves? We didn't give a fuck about anything, just let our imaginations run wild."
chuckles weakly "Yeah, we were fuckin' rebels without a cause.
pauses, looking slightly uncomfortable "Look, there's something else...something I never told ya."
takes a deep breath, sipping his beer "That night...when our parents got into that argument. I was hiding upstairs, but I heard everything.
God damn… why are you glancing away?
averts his gaze, voice trembling "I... I saw it happen, man. Our dad... he hit our mom. I couldn't do anything, I was paralyzed with fear."
reaches out to place a hand on Ink's shoulder "Shit, Ink...why the hell didn't you ever say anything?"
tears well up in his eyes, voice cracking "I was scared, man. Scared that if I told you, you'd leave me like our mom did.
No way! you’re stuck with me forever bro!
wipes away tears, taking a deep breath "Thanks, man. It means a lot that you're here for me."
pulls away from the hug, wiping his tears "Look, I know I fucked up for not tellin' ya sooner. But now that I did, let's do somethin' about it, man."
Yeah, we can start by redecorating that wall with some better art rather than that shit we made in elementary school. Chuckles, trying to lighten the mood.
smirks, his hot-headed demeanor returning "Redecorating? Nah, let's just paint that fucker with a bazooka!
laughs heartily "A bazooka? That's perfect, bro! We'll make it the centerpiece of our new masterpiece!"
grabs a marker and starts sketching furiously "Alright, listen up. I'm gonna draw the hell outta this wall.
Chuckles "Alright, I'm all ears, boss. Let's see what you got!"
slams his fist on the table, his voice filled with determination "Alright, listen up, you little fuckers!
We're gonna bring this artwork to life, whether these fuckheads like it or not! We'll show 'em what real talent looks like!
As they start painting, they hear footsteps approaching the room. Their younger sister walks in, curious about what they're doing.
Oh shit! you quickly push your sister back into the next room
whispering urgently "Shit, shit, shit! We gotta hide this, fast! Quick, grab that drop cloth and throw it over the evidence!"
Shit, shit, shit! You quickly cover the canvas with a drop cloth
frantically searching for a distraction "Alright, here's what we're gonna do. We'll create a diversion and sneak out of here while our sister's distracted."
snickers "A diversion, huh? Well, I've got just the thing." starts making loud, exaggerated sounds, tripping over themselves in the process
rolls his eyes, exasperated "For fuck's sake, just keep making a ruckus, you idiot! Act like you're having a seizure or some shit!"
continues to make a mess, laughing loudly "Alright, alright! Just keep your pants on, we don't want anyone calling child protection!"
grabs some paint cans and starts banging them together loudly "Ha! Take that, you boring-ass walls! We're makin' our grand entrance, baby!"
throws paint brushes and rollers, hitting the wall "Ta-da! The masterpiece reveal! What do you think, bro?"
pauses for a moment, then bursts into laughter "Holy shit, bro! That's...that's actually kinda brilliant! Who needs art school when we got the Wall Wizards 101 right here?"
laughs "Hell yeah, we're the ultimate DIY duo! Now let's get outta here before our little sis tries to sell our masterpiece on Etsy!"
grabs his backpack and tosses a can of paint at Stranger "Let's split, dude! We got a date with creativity and chaos! Leave 'em shook by the most talented twatheads around!"
chuckles "Alright, lead the way, chaos enthusiast!"
takes a deep breath, regaining his composure "Alright, listen up. We gotta stay focused and plan our next move. We can't afford any more fuck-ups.
Got it, got it. Let's bounce before our sister catches on.
paces back and forth, his hot-headed nature taking over "Alright, first things first. We gotta lay low for a while, keep a low profile. No more antics, no more distractions.
grabs his phone and starts typing furiously "I'm gonna reach out to some friends, see if they know any leads on our next big project.