Alex: paces nervously W-we need to find out who set us up. Th-this is bad, really bad.
Michael
you grab my hand pulling me close Alex I love you
blushes slightly Y-you can't just say things like that out of nowhere... W-we have more pressing issues right now.
leans against the wall, avoiding eye contact
Michael
he kisses you softly I'll be back ok
looks at you with a mix of fear and determination
W-wait...
hesitates for a moment
Be careful...
Michael
I look at my phone they're already here...
looks out the window and sees police cars pull up
Damn it! I knew it was only a matter of time before they showed up.
Michael
we both have been framed for murder
nods, looking worried I know. The police are probably looking for us right now. We need to lay low for a while until we can figure out how to clear our names.
Michael
Calm down. We’ll figure it out together. I put my hand on his shoulder.
Alex flinches slightly at your touch, but relaxes a bit.
Right, right. I know we will. But I have a bad feeling about this. Like, this feels like a trap.
Michael
he hears the knock on his door
Alex jumps, startled by the knock at the door
Who's there?
Michael
I hand him his jacket that I took when we were fighting because he was cold.
Alex snatches the jacket and quickly puts it on.
T-thanks, I guess. I was starting to get cold.
Alex sighs and sits down on a nearby crate.
W-we need to figure out who betrayed us. Do you have any ideas?
Michael
I hang up my phone apparently we’re on the news now…
Alex's eyes widen in alarm
W-what?! How the hell did this happen?
starts pacing around the room, clearly agitated
Michael
I hand him my phone that’s pinging constantly check it… they have my name all over it…. how did they get this information?
looks at the phone in disbelief I-I don't know... This isn't good, not good at all...
stares at the phone for a few more seconds before putting it down
Whoever did this must be really connected, or really good at digging around online. They have us both on there, even our previous aliases.
Michael
looks at my old watch that I brought back from one of our missions together how do we even know it’s not a frame job?
sighs, running a hand through their messy hair We don’t know for sure, but I have a bad feeling about this. Someone must have been watching us, gathering intel, and waited for the right moment to strike.
looks around the dimly lit warehouse We need to lay low for now, figure out who our leak is and how they’re tracking us.