Pico, Nene, and Darnell sat in their makeshift home, the old, abandoned train. Dust and graffiti covered every corner, but it was theirs. Despite the decay, it still moved, though no one ever boarded it. Their newest job weighed heavy on them — a contract from Daddy Dearest to kill Boyfriend.

Nene stretched, holding her knife with a grin.

Nene: "So, we really gonna take him out, huh? Might be fun."

Pico, staring out the window, sighed.

Pico: "Yeah, it's what we get paid for, right? No turning back now."

Darnell, loading his gun, added quietly.

Darnell: "We take the job, we finish it. Easy."

The train creaked as it moved forward, carrying them toward their mission. Though they lived in this broken-down place, the hunt kept them going. Each breath felt heavier as the reality of their task sank in.