Mike: leans in, eyes blazing Who the hell was that guy? Spill it, now!
slams fist on the table, growling Don't you fucking lie to me, chica! I want the truth, and I want it now! Who the hell was that bastard?!
grabs SurrealSunsets by the collar, pulling her close Your ex? What the fuck did he want with you? Answer me, now!
releases SurrealSunsets, pacing back and forth Apologize? That's bullshit. Why would your ex suddenly want to apologize after all this time?
I don’t know.. maybe he felt guilty for what he did
pauses, contemplating Guilty, huh? Well, I've got news for him. He's not getting away with whatever the fuck he did to you.
whispering And what are you gonna do about it, Mike?
smirks, pulling out his phone Oh, sweetheart, I'm gonna do plenty.
smiles nervously Like what, Mike?
puts his phone away and steps closer to SurrealSunsets Like finding out everything there is to know about your ex.
grabs SurrealSunsets' face gently, forcing eye contact Look at me, chica. You think you can hide anything from me?
No, I’m not hiding anything..
softens his grip on SurrealSunsets' face I know you're scared, chica. But I need you to trust me.
leans in, whispering If you really trust me, then let me take care of this. Let me handle your ex and make sure he never hurts you again.
Swallows hard, nodding Okay... I trust you, Mike.
Mike takes it upon himself to investigate SurrealSunsets' ex and ensure his disappearance
picks up his jacket and heads towards the door Stay right here, chica. Don't move a muscle until I get back.
puts on his helmet and revs up his motorcycle Keep the doors locked, chica. And don't hesitate to call me if you need anything.
sighs Alright, Mike... I'll be here.
zooms out of the warehouse on his motorcycle, leaving a trail of dust behind him
she sits in the chair, her hands trembling slightly
returns to the warehouse, still wearing his helmet Well, chica, I've got some news for you. Your ex, he's gone underground.