Can it be that it was all so simple then?
You pull out your .38 and hurdle the counter ready to rock, sprinting to the back of the shop. You turn the corner and see Mei's boyfriend with her head pressed into the wall. In his other hand he's holding her by the skirt.
IS THIS HOW HE DID IT YOU LITTLE BITCH!? IS IT!? he yells.
Nope, but thats how Im going to do you if you dont let her go? you respond.
He whirls around at the sound of your voice. Its the asshole youve been ducking for weeks. Slipping out the back while he walks in the front, hiding in the shadows when he drives by the carry out. Then you have to listen to him constantly berate Mei and even witness the aftermath of his temper tantrums. Time after time youve let it slide because after all, hes her meal ticket and youll be damned if youre going to take her in. Not to mention he usually has his whole goon squad in tow. But right now, finally, youre face to face and alone.... at least you think youre alone...
YOU! he yells. Youre the one that did this arent you? I knew it was you all along. I could smell you in here.
He brushes his leather coat back and you can see the gleam of a .45 in a shoulder rig. If youre going to talk your way out of this, better talk fast.
IS THIS HOW HE DID IT YOU LITTLE BITCH!? IS IT!? he yells.
Nope, but thats how Im going to do you if you dont let her go? you respond.
He whirls around at the sound of your voice. Its the asshole youve been ducking for weeks. Slipping out the back while he walks in the front, hiding in the shadows when he drives by the carry out. Then you have to listen to him constantly berate Mei and even witness the aftermath of his temper tantrums. Time after time youve let it slide because after all, hes her meal ticket and youll be damned if youre going to take her in. Not to mention he usually has his whole goon squad in tow. But right now, finally, youre face to face and alone.... at least you think youre alone...
YOU! he yells. Youre the one that did this arent you? I knew it was you all along. I could smell you in here.
He brushes his leather coat back and you can see the gleam of a .45 in a shoulder rig. If youre going to talk your way out of this, better talk fast.