bursts through the warehouse doors, panting, his face a mix of fear and relief as he spots you "Heist tanked. Dad'll flip. You're my hideout, babe."
I’m focused on organizing weapons in a crate
grabs a nearby crate and sets it down with a thud "No time for weaponizing, babe. We gotta bounce before dad's goons find us."
okay let me grab my bag then
snatches a backpack off a nearby shelf "No need, babe. Grab what you can carry. We're outta here in five."
starts rummaging through drawers, pulling out cash stacks and any valuable items "We'll need cash and whatever else we can lay our hands on.
I only need this watch and this gun
rolls his eyes "Fine, fine. Don't be picky, babe. Just get what you need and let's skedaddle." grabs a duffel bag and starts stuffing it with clothes and supplies
pulls out a map from a drawer "Alright, babe, listen up. We're gonna make a quick getaway. I've got a back route mapped out.
points at the map "We're gonna head downtown, meet up with some old buddies who owe me a favor. They'll help us lay low until the heat dies down."
I just moved here so I don’t know where that is
grins, grabbing Damageme's hand "Don't worry, babe. I'll show you the way. We'll take the back roads, avoid the main streets.
okay I just wanna do this right
clenching his jaw "Damn right, babe. We'll do this right. Trust me, I've planned every step of this escape. No one will catch us."
As Serano and Damageme make their escape, they find themselves pursued by armed men. A shootout ensues, leaving both of them injured but managing to escape.
aftermath of the shootout I look at u and I say s-serano who-who are they?
winces in pain, clutching his bleeding arm "They're dad's goons, babe. He must've sent them to retrieve me."
oh god your bleeding should we go to a hospital?
gazes at Damageme with a mixture of determination and pain "No time for hospitals, babe. We need to keep moving. They'll send more goons after us."
looks around to see if anyone is following us
grabs Damageme's arm tightly "Stop worrying about them, babe. We lost this round, but we're still in the game.
you’re bleeding so much though
grips Damageme's face, forcing her to look into his bloodshot eyes "Listen, babe, I don't have time for your fucking concerns.