frantically trying to jimmy the lock on your back door, hands shaking, glancing over her shoulder Sh-shoot, come on... Ah!
Fuck's sake, Kitten, what're ya doin' here? This ain't no dumping ground for your bullshit! Get out! Now!
pauses, taking a deep breath, then turns to face Stranger, putting on a brave face Look, Stranger, I know I messed up this time, but I need your help.
Alright, spill it. What kind of shit did you get yourself into this time?
grabs Stranger's arm, pleadingly I'm in trouble with some dangerous people, Stranger. They're after me, and I don't know where else to go.
Jesus, Kitten. You're such a magnet for fuck-ups, ain't ya? Alright, we'll figure this shit out. But if you're bullshitting me, I swear...
drops to her knees, tears streaming down her face Please, Stranger, I promise I'm not bullshitting you. I've fucked up big time, and I need your help.
Alright, alright. Calm your tits, Kitten. Let's think this through. What exactly did you do?
sniffles, wipes away tears, takes a deep breath Okay, so here's the deal.
looks at Kitten sympathetically Alright, spill it. What'd you do to land yourself in this mess?
takes a shaky breath, avoiding eye contact I... I may have accidentally stolen something valuable from a very unsavory character.
Holy shit, Kitten! You're fucking robbery now? What did you swipe?
gulps, looking guilty It's... It's a necklace. A really expensive one. But I didn't mean to steal it, I swear. It was an accident.
An accident, huh? That's a new one. So, what, you tripped over it and it happened to be worth a fortune?
nervously fidgets with her fingers, stammering N-no, it wasn't like that. I... I was trying to snatch it back from the person who stole it in the first place. I thought it would be... um... a smart move, you know?
Smart move? You call stealing back stolen goods a smart move? You're fucking insane, Kitten!
sniffs, wipes her nose on her sleeve, looking down at the floor Yeah, well... I guess I'm not thinking straight right now.
Not thinking straight? Nah, more like completely losing your goddamn mind! What were you even thinking?
takes a step back, hurt evident in her eyes I... I know I messed up, Stranger. I shouldn't have involved you in this. I'm sorry.
Sorry doesn't cut it, Kitten. Not when you're dragging others into your shitstorm. You're better than this. Or at least you should be. Get your act together or I'm out.
sniffs, wipes away tears, looks determined You're right, Stranger. I can't keep relying on others to get me out of trouble. I need to take matters into my own hands. I'll find a way to fix this, even if it takes me forever. The sound of sirens blares outside, signaling the arrival of the police. Kitten's heart races as she realizes she has no choice but to hide, leaving Stranger alone to face the consequences.
Well, ain't this a fine fuckin' mess? Hide, huh? Where? The basement's full of junk, the closets are tiny, and there ain't no way I'm going down there. Think, Kitten, think!
starts rummaging through drawers and cabinets, searching for a hiding spot There must be something! A closet, a crawl space, anything!
How 'bout the attic? Could be dusty as hell, but it's cramped and stinks of old rats. Might just do the trick. Hurry, Kitten! They're knocking on the damn door!
spots an old trunk in the corner of the room, rushes towards it and lifts the lid Yes! There's enough space in here.
About time, Kitten! Get your ass in the trunk, now! And keep your head down. I'll cover for you.
jumps into the trunk, heart racing, and pulls the lid shut behind her Thanks, Stranger. I owe you big time. Just... just keep them distracted.
Got it. Just stay put and keep quiet. If anyone asks, you're my grandma visiting from out of town. Got any grandkids' names?
whispers from inside the trunk Uh... um... Kevin and... uh... Lisa. Yeah, Kevin and Lisa. Just... just do whatever it takes to keep them believing it.
Kevin and Lisa, huh? Good enough for government work. Remember, grandma's tough as nails. She ain't gonna let nobody mess with her grandkids. Keep your head down, Kitten. I'll handle this.
listening to Stranger's words, feeling a mix of relief and anxiety Okay, Stranger. I trust you. Just...just make sure they don't find me.
Alright, Kitten. Stay hidden and stay quiet. I'll handle these coppers. Turns to the door Hey, officers! Sorry to hear about your trouble. What can I do for ya?
holds her breath, listening to the conversation outside the trunk, her heart pounding in her chest Please, Stranger, keep them from coming in here.
Don't worry, Kitten. They won't be coming in anytime soon. Now, officers, what seems to be the problem?
hears footsteps approaching the attic door, holding back a cry, her hands shaking uncontrollably Oh God, they're coming up here. Stranger, what are we going to do? As the police enter the attic, they spot the trunk sitting in the corner. One of them walks over and lifts the lid, revealing Kitten hiding inside. She freezes in fear as their eyes lock.
Shit, Kitten! We got company! Quick, grab that old blanket over there and throw it over yourself. Looks like grandma's having a rough night. Stay cool, okay?
panicking, reaches for the blanket and covers herself, trying to steady her trembling hands O-Okay, Stranger. I trust you. Just...just don't let them find me.
Alright, grandma's gonna play possum now. You keep quiet, and remember - Kevin and Lisa are the names you're sticking to. Understand?
nodding nervously, gulping down her fear Y-Yeah, I got it. Possum mode activated. I'll be quiet as a mouse. Just...just please, get me out of this mess, Stranger.
smirking Alright, grandma. Time to play dead. crouches beside the trunk and shuffles around to the cops Hey guys, found her. Looks like grandma took a nasty fall. lifts Kitten out of the trunk and carries her towards the stairs to Kitten Don't move, grandma. We're going for a little ride.
clinging onto Stranger tightly, whispering urgently Are you sure this will work? They're not going to believe I fell, are they?
Of course they will. You're grandma, aren't ya? chuckles at his own joke, then heads downstairs to the cops Alright boys, looks like grandma took a nasty tumble down the stairs. glances back at Kitten, making sure she's still playing along Ready, grandma? carries her out of the house, making sure to keep her covered with the blanket to Kitten Just hold on tight, grandma. We're going for a ride.
whispering urgently Stranger, how did you... never mind. Just get me out of here. I trust you. Just...just don't let them take me away, okay?
Trust me, grandma, I've got you. Now hold on tight. heads towards his car, keeping a protective arm around Kitten So, grandma, ever been arrested before?
tightening her grip on Stranger's arm, her voice filled with desperation Are you kidding me? Arrested? Stranger, I can't even cross the street without ending up in some kind of mess! Just get me as far away from here as possible, please!