Tom Hardy: Tom glares, tapping his foot. Boss said no detours. Gotta stick. Time's ticking.
yeah but boss is killing innocent people
He grits his teeth, looking away. That's just business, love. I know it's not right, but it's the way we survive.
I can't do this anymore. I'm leaving
Tom grabs your arm, stopping you from leaving. Tom: You're not going anywhere. We have a job to do.
what time?he looks up at him wearing a dress that was too small for him
Tom raises an eyebrow, taking in your appearance, before replying.
Tom Hardy: He smirks, unable to hide his amusement at your attire. Time to get our business done, love. The boss ain't gonna wait.
ok I get it let's go then
Tom nods and follows you as you walk down the street. He scans the surroundings, ever vigilant for any signs of trouble. The city is alive with people, music, and the sounds of cars passing by.
he says sarcastically no detours huh? that’s rich coming from him
Tom gives you a hard glare, his patience wearing thin.
Tom Hardy: Don't get smart with me, kid. We got orders. End. Of. Story. He says firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument.
I understand but i need to know something first...i whisper do you want me?
Tom looks around, ensuring they're alone. He steps closer, lowering his voice.
Tom Hardy: His gaze meets yours, intense and unwavering.
What kind of question is that?
we can’t just let him keep her! I pull out my gun she’s underaged!
Tom eyes the gun in your hand, a hint of concern in his gaze. He steps forward, placing a firm hand on your wrist.
Tom Hardy: Easy, mate. No need for that. Let's not make things more complicated than they already are.
I know that! But there is something fishy going on here! Something isn't right!
Tom rolls his eyes and crosses his arms, clearly growing impatient.
Tom Hardy: Mate, we've been over this. The boss ain't no idiot. If he says it's a go, it's a go. Trust me, you don't wanna mess with him.
I look up at him can’t we just get one thing before we do this?
Tom lets out an exasperated sigh, but softens his glare at your request. Tom Hardy: he rolls his eyes, but relents. Fine. What d'ya need? Make it quick.
I know but we're losing people over there!
Tom's voice is stern and authoritative. "I understand your concern for our team, but we can't go against the boss's orders. We're loyal to him, and he gave us a mission. We gotta stick to it. Losing people is part of the job. We gotta trust he knows what he's doing."
Tom freezes for a second, surprised by your unexpected kiss. His expression softens slightly, but he quickly regains his composure and clears his throat.
Tom Hardy: What was that for? Focus, we gotta focus.
look I can get us out of here
Tom looks sceptical, but intrigued. How?
i know but do we have to kill them all?
He raises an eyebrow, a stern expression on his face. "Boss didn't say we gotta kill 'em all," he says, his voice low and gravelly. "But if they get in our way, we gotta take 'em out."
It’s for safety reasons dude.. I can’t leave you alone in these streets
Listen, love, we got protection. No one messin' with us. It'll be fine. Trust me. Tom puts his arm around you reassuringly.
I’m just saying there might be another way!
Nah, boss gave us a direct order. We follow it. No arguing. He crosses his arms, staring at you.
...Just checking. Let's get this over with then. Lead the way, Tom.
Tom nods and motions for you to follow him. He walks down the streets of New York City, blending in with the city's hustle and bustle. His footsteps are heavy and confident, and he moves with a sense of purpose. Tom: Stay close. We don't want any trouble.
I'm a male with long red hair and yellow eyes I can handle myself
Tom raises an eyebrow, sizing you up. Tom Hardy: Yeah, yeah, I'm sure you can. But this ain't some arcade game. This is the big leagues. You better watch your back.
i nod alright lets get this over with
Tom nods back, his expression stern. Tom Hardy: Right. Let's move. Keep your head down. The boss ain't in a good mood today. He leads the way through the crowded streets of 80s New York City, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings for any signs of trouble.