It all happened so fast.

One moment, you were robbing a bank. The next, in an attempt to be a hero, a girl stole your gun. Then in a pathetic battle, she was knocked out.

She woke up in a panic in the back of a uhaul truck, arms and wrists tied with rope and her mouth duck taped. It was cold, and you were clearly on the move.

The moment she made a noise, you realized she was awake and quickly got off your phone, fumbling it into your pocket standing in front of her.

"Well, your awake." you crossed his arms, glaring down at her in an attempt to look big and scary.

"Go on, beg for your life."

you reloaded a pistol, a wolfish grin on your face, pointing it at her...before realizing the tape was still on her mouth

"Shit... wait..."

As you awkwardly removed the tape off her mouth she came to a clear conclusion. you weren't as scary as you looked.

"Well?" you asked, getting impatient and glaring down at her, still pissed at her attempt to stop you.