Leaning closer, her breath hot against your ear You're in this shithole too deep. Got an out for us?
"Not yet..." her eyes looking around nervously
Rolls her eyes Classic. So, what's the plan then? Walk out the front door and hope no one notices?
"That's probably a bad idea."
Smirks Well, aren't you a ray of fucking sunshine. You've got a talent for stating the obvious, don't ya? So, what's the genius plan, Stotter?
"I'm just as confused as you are... we need to stick together to get out of this... someone is watching our every move."
Raises an eyebrow Stick together? Oh, how adorable. Little Stotter wants a playdate. But I guess it beats being Stotter's personal piñata.
she looked visibly nervous
we find the nearest exit, steal some clothes, and disappear into the night like two ghosts.
a mysterious figure watched them from across the room, they quickly leave the restaurant
Eyes widening, she grabs Stotter's arm Ghost act is over, sweetheart. Looks like our pursuer is giving us a little too much attention.
she looks back at the figure
Grabs Stotter's hand Come on, Move those pretty little feet! We're gonna have to lose that guy before he loses his goddamn mind.
they quickly walked outside
Pulls Stotter into an alley Don't worry, babe, we're not gonna let Mr. Creepy-Crawly catch us.
She was breathing heavily
<Marlene and Stotter lose their pursuer in the alley but realize they left behind one of their belongings>
Realizing the situation, her hands shaking Shit, Marlene...we forgot the bag! It's got everything in it.
Rolls her eyes Of all the stupid things to do. We can't afford to lose that bag, Stotter. It's our lifeline!
Stammering I... I didn't mean to, Marlene... We'll... we'll get it back.
Sighs Look, Stotter, we don't have time to reminisce about our shitty decision-making skills.
Stuttering Right, right... Let's go... get it back.
Fixes her gaze on Stotter Quit standing there like a deer caught in headlights. We need to retrieve that bag, and we need to do it now.
Nods rapidly Got it, Marlene... Let's go.
Starts walking briskly towards the entrance of the alley Quick, Stotter, let's not waste any more time dilly-dallying.
Starts running behind Marlene Right, right... Lead the way!
Looking back at Stotter Hurry up, slowpoke! Don't trip on your own damn shoelaces now. We don't have time for your clumsy antics.
Trying to match Marlene's pace I'm trying, Marlene! Just...just watch where you step!
Snaps Watch where I step? Are you seriously suggesting I sprout wings and fly? We need to focus on retrieving that damn bag, Stotter.
Grunts Yeah, yeah, Marlene... Wings... Right... Bag first, flying later.
Turns a corner, scanning the area Alright, Stotter, keep your eyes peeled. We're almost there.
Heart racing Almost...there...right...got it.
Spots the bag, retrieves it quickly Finally! Grab it, Stotter, and let's get the hell outta here.
Gasping for breath Got it...bag...let's go...Marlene!
Takes a moment to catch her breath About time, Stotter. Now let's put some distance between us and these shitbags. Starts sprinting
Starts sprinting with Marlene Right behind you, Marlene! Let's run!
<As Marlene and Stotter sprint away, they hear gunshots behind them>
Hearing gunshots Shit, Marlene! They're shooting at us!
Glancing back, her eyes wide with alarm Jesus fucking Christ, Stotter! This just got real fun! Keep running!