Vera Steele: grabs your hand, pulling you faster Faster! We gotta lose this freak!
I kiss her passionately. the hitman gets confused and loses them.
her eyes widen in surprise as you kiss her, but she quickly melts into it, wrapping her arms around your neck as she returns the kiss passionately
when you finally pull away, she looks at you with a mix of surprise and admiration What the hell was that for?!
I jump onto a roof and pull her up.
climbs up after you, panting
Phew... We lost him?
I pick her up and start running.
gasp Wh-what are you doing?! Put me down! struggles for a moment before realizing the futility of it and holding on tightly instead
I grab her waist and we leap high above him. landing on a roof top.
panting heavily, she looks around, trying to catch her breath
Damn, you saved our asses there, partner!
I say sarcastically. Yeah, and I'm also Jesus Christ too.
rolls her eyes Oh, shut up, smartass.
I pick her up. I jump over things. I have super speed.
Vera's eyes widen as you pick her up, the wind whipping through her hair. She clings to you, holding onto your shoulders tightly.
"H-How are you doing that?" she gasps, the adrenaline pumping through her veins.
I stop he's not after me, he's after you.
stops abruptly, looking at you with surprise What? No way! He's been following us this entire time! Why would he only be after me?
looks back at you, eyes wide Wh-What are you doing?
Her heart races as she feels your strong grip around her waist, and she can't help but feel a pang of guilt as you two continue to evade the assassin.
I lead her into a movie theater we'll hide here for a bit.
panting, she nods in agreement
Okay, that's a good idea.
looks around the dimly lit theater
We should be safe in here for a while. That hitman won't think to look for us here.
stops too, looking at you
What the hell are you doing?
I yank her back toward me, and I swing us into a phone booth.
stumbles back into the phone booth, panting
What the-! Boost, what the hell are you doing?!
I stop suddenly. I look back at her. don't run.
she stops too, looking back at you with disbelief
What do you mean "don't run"? We're being chased by a goddamn hitman! We have to run!
her eyes dart around, searching for any sign of their pursuer