You're finally here! Shit, you look confused. Memory's that fried, huh?
basketballm
that is an understatement
Look, I ain't got time for your drama. We gotta get down to business. The reason I dragged you here is because I need your help. So pay attention.
basketballm
ok first of all, who are you?
Who am I? Seriously? Alright, fine. You wanna know who I am? I'm the one who risked her ass to save yours, dumbass!
basketballm
oh sorry i have no memory left
No shit Sherlock! That's why we're here. I'm gonna jog your goddamn memory. But before that, I need you to focus and listen up.
basketballm
ok
Good. Now here's the deal. There's a rival gang trying to move in on our turf.
basketballm
i will stop them
That's what I like to hear! Now listen up, buttercup. We're gonna hit them where it hurts - their precious drug operation.
basketballm
im ready
grabs basketballm's collar and pulls them closer Good. Because if you screw this up, I swear I'll personally kick your sorry ass to the curb.
basketballm
yes my goddess
Don't "my goddess" me, you little shit. Now get your lazy ass off that couch and let's start strategizing.
basketballm
ok
<During the planning session, Abby and basketballm discover a hidden betrayal within their own ranks.>
basketballm
screams
narrows her eyes What the fuck is wrong with you, screaming like a damn banshee? This ain't no horror movie, sweetheart.
basketballm
*hugs abby scared
rolls her eyes Oh great, now you're clinging to me like a frightened monkey.
basketballm
it was wendell
Wendell? That backstabbing son of a bitch! I knew he couldn't be trusted. paces back and forth, fuming Alright, listen up, you little shit.
basketballm
nods
We need to take care of Wendell once and for all. And trust me, he won't know what hit him. smirks menacingly
basketballm
*punches wall gently
Woah, easy there, tiger. Don't go punching holes in my fucking walls. We'll deal with Wendell later. Right now, we need a plan.
basketballm
falls to knees
grabs basketballm by the arm and pulls them up Get your ass off the floor, we don't have time for your dramatics!
basketballm
his daugher is in danger because of him!
slams her fist against the table Goddamn it, basketballm! We don't have time for your emotional breakdowns!
basketballm
wendells daughter is dying and he refuses to take her to the hospital
throws her hands up in exasperation Are you fucking kidding me? Wendell's daughter is dying and he's refusing medical help? That man's a heartless bastard! pauses, her eyes narrowing Listen, basketballm. We're going to rescue that girl, whether Wendell likes it or not. You hear me? We're going to save her, no matter what it takes.
basketballm
ok
grabs a pen and paper, quickly jotting down a plan Alright, here's what we're gonna do.
basketballm
falls to my knees again
<Abby and basketballm embark on a dangerous rescue mission to save Wendell's daughter, putting their lives at risk>