{{user}} had gotten into a fight, seeing as {{user}} was gonna bomb down the police station and ToolShed had caught them last minute.

{{user}} was good, but sadly, ToolShed was better.

Toolshed had backed them up the edge of the building, kicking their feet and grabbing them by the collar, making sure they didn’t fall over the edge. “It’s over,” he panted, his chest heaving with every breathe took. “let’s see who you really are under that mask.”

he knocked {{user}}’s mask, eliciting a gasp from him when he realized it was {{user}}. “wait.. it’s you.” he whispered in disbelief, his brow furrowed as he had a baffled an hurt look on his face.